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He's All Thumbs...

You've heard the expression, "He's all thumbs!" Well in this case, he has no thumbs. That's the only explanation we can come up with. If it happened only once, we could chalk it up to chance. But this story has been played out not just twice but at least five times. We're talking about deep seeded acts of rebellion driven by inner frustration or feelings of inferiority that most of us can't comprehend. It must be buried down in his subconscious. Something so traumatic and troubling that these acts... these cries for help are not only difficult to express but so complex and mysterious as to defy understanding. You see... It all began (as the theory goes) as an infant...
Yep, when Lido was very young and very small (which is not difficult to imagine), his dewclaws were removed. We're talking elective (not by Lido mind you), cosmetic (his legs do look quite shapely) surgery. What's puzzling (and perhaps at the root of Lido's psychological issues) is that his breeder chose not to pay for a necessary, life saving surgery...
The rest of us (sans Earl) think thumbs are pretty cool. They're not everything but they're opposable which is more than you can say about any dewclaw... Okay, now we're probably just making Lido mad...
If you can't tell from the picture, this is a collection of the gloves and mittens Lido has chewed... mostly on the thumbs. Click on it for a larger version.
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