Our supposed part time pet, Meatball, who I have renamed Meathead has now chewed up a book's binding, my cell phone case and now a pair of my son's eyeglasses. We'd kick him out but we like the big galoot.
Meathead is a new breed started in the 90's. A mix of English Bulldog and Boxer and I was calling him that well before he mutilated anything. Not exactly a stellar specimen of his breed. Supposedly the blending of the two breeds was to create a dog that didn't drool. Back to the old chalkboard for those geniuses.
At first I thought that was an actual photo of Meathead, and I thought, "Well, THERE'S your answer. Meathead's a GUY. Lose the PINK SPARKLY LEASH, and all should be well."
However, that's not the case, is it? Maybe he's just an idiot.