My little dog has more toys than the average child. Some were purchased, some constructed. His favorite is an old plastic hanger entangled with ribbon, string and an old yo-yo. He spends hours trying to untie the knots and chew his way through the plastic. All the toys are put away nightly in his old crate in the corner of the bedroom. Over the course of the next day he proceeds to get each toy out and to seed them around the house. With my wife currently on crutches this endearing habit now has an element of danger about it. Here is his duck left en route to the bathroom. |
