One Day's Thefts

I kept bringing them interesting toys.  They kept taking them away.  It has been raining for the past couple of days. I haven't had as much outside playtime as I need. Even though it was sunny today, my yard is a muddy mess.

This is a straw. It came from the shelf in the pantry.

This also came from a shelf in the pantry.

I LOVE anything that is like tape.

This came out of some boxes that my boys forgot to put in the trash.

Mom says this belongs on the car's seat belt.  I say it's a toy.

I believe I was able to access the trash can for this!

Even though it was behind a gate. Gate... puzzle... same thing, really.

Plastic bags are fun to rip up.

I did get to go out to play outside a little later.  This is what I looked like when I came in.

My white parts aren't white.

The Daily Thievery

Mom has been taking pictures of me grabbing interesting toys to play with.  She has been posting them on Reddit in the section for 'bad dogs'.  I am offended!  I am a good dog.  I am a playful dog.  ANYTHING can be a toy.  You just need to know how to use it. 

I heard Mom say that she might just put up a picture every time I take something that is not 'officially' a toy.  Here are her pictures so far. 

Sticks are AWESOME. 

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Hey, let me help you with that.

This is a great toy.  You want it. You know you do!

See how much fun this is?

Chase me!

I am the wind. Nanny nanny boo boo, you can't catch me.

The cats seem to like this stuff.

Let's find out why.

I think it's too long.  I can help with that.  Small bits, right?

You were done with that, right?

Play Time!

I have been ignored for too long!  Mom just sits at that screen for hours.  I think she needs to get up and move.  I know!  I will turn into ...   

THE TERRIBLE TERMITE TERROR

Dining Room

Hallway

I didn't do this.

Living Room

When Mom got up to clean up the piles, I begged for play time.  I put on the cute face.  Sawyer did, too. She got out my favorite toy.  The S-Q-U-I-R-R-E-L. (It has to be spelled because if the word gets spoken, I must bark!)

Disgusting gummed up thing.

Sawyer loves the squirrel, too

 I let Sawyer chase me for the squirrel for a little bit, then I let him have a turn.

But now, I want it back.

Please, please bring it back.  PLEASE!

Little Feller's All Tuckered Out

Hi, Dad!

There are fun things out there.

I'm feeling a little sleepy.

Could you turn out the lights, please?

All your squirming keeps waking me up.

Shhhh!  Baby's sleeping. 

It's afternoon and therefore Nap Time.  My buddy, Sawyer, thinks he is a cat.  He PURRS! 

I think we may have tuckered him out. Our regular walk is about 3 miles long.  When we got back, Mom threw a ball and my favorite toy squirrel for him.