well, that's awkward

Willy eats feminine hygiene products. I had no idea this was occurring until my housemate was forced to awkwardly approach me one day and inform me that Willy was passing "girly stuff" for fear that he would die from his unhealthy eating habits. I felt really bad for Wade for having to bring up such an awkward topic. I honestly had no idea this was going on - I don't know how Willy was even managing to get access to these things.

See, I try to be one of those courteous female housemates who carefully wraps up and double bags all remnants of having to endure feminine torture on a monthly basis because well, I live with a male housemate who takes out the trash and shouldn't have to deal with what he calls "girly stuff." I even went as far as to place each carefully wrapped bag in a separate trash can in my closet so it was entirely my responsibility as it should be. Without my knowledge, what I appeared to be leaving were carefully wrapped presents for Willy to somehow dig out and ingest. Yeah, gross, but he's a dog so you know, they do things like this. Not to mention Willy is so good at being cute that he could probably get away with murder. Something I'm sure he's well aware with since he's decided to take up residence on my bed and use my legs as a headrest. Oh it's a good thing you're cute Wills.