Now, any gentleman that I’ve had the pleasure of seeing knows that I can get pretty naughty and that I’m not easily shocked. But…
…I was at my local nail salon today getting my regular pedicure. I usually bring my book of the moment with me (right now it’s Ken Follet’s World Without End, anybody tells me that’s not a good book, I’ll smack ‘em) whilst my feet are being pampered. But I thought today I’ll go for some light reading and read one of their gossip magazines. I wish I hadn’t now.
I read an article about a woman who breastsfeed her dog. Yes, she breastfeeds her dog. Or to be fair, her puppy.
She’d bought it at a car boot sale, but he was doing poorly and wouldn’t drink the puppy milk she bought for him. So she looked on the internet for inspiration on how to get him to feed and found a few articles of women somewhere in Europe, I can’t remember where exactly, who breastfed their puppies to help nurse them back to health. She did say she sought medical advice and she was told that there would be no harm to either the puppy or herself. And bear in mind that the reason why she’s still full of milk is because she has a two yr old son. So he has one boob, the dog has the other. I guess that’s okay then. At the end of the article, there was a doctor’s comment who did say it wasn’t something he’d recommend.
You know how when you guys see another guy on telly getting kicked in the ‘nads, how you instinctively cup your nether regions. That’s exactly what I did with my boobs. I’m still doing it now just thinking about it.
I’m sorry, I’m usually unshockable and non-judgemental, but on this occassion, *bleurgh*.
