Dogs, we need help. We just don't get it. DogMom leaves us new toys to find all the time when she leaves for work. And then she seems to be mad when we find them. Is your dogmom and dogdad like this?
Like, yesterday, for example. She left this cool-looking set of toys all wrapped up in a vinyl bag up on the counter ... there were some interesting-looking things in there. Opie liked the sponge the best and started in on that. I liked the wooden one with a hole in it.
Anyway, Randi came to take us for our walk and she took them away and put them up higher on the counter. We just thought that was part of the game.
So, we got up higher on the counter, on top of the little oven and got the toys back down again between the time that Randi left and the time that dogmom got home.
Whew... dogmom was NOT happy with us at all. Something about eating her new pottery tools. Calling us bad boys and acting all freakazoid. If she doesn't want us to play with stuff, why does she leave it on the counter where we can find it?
So... we're in jail again today. It's just not fair.