A Different Toy Story

Moma's been in that VerySpecialCloset

The One where she hides Christmas Pressies

(as if OurGirl doesn't know they are there)

and

Some VerySpecialToys

Like

My

Football

So

When she opened the Door

to get the Pressies out to get them ready for OurTrip

I just HAD to have a play with my MostFavoriteToy

She got it down

Gave it to me

and

Left the room.

Like a GoodBoy

I played

Quietly and Independently

and

I must say

Quite Proudly

After a While

I called Moma in to see

I'm such a GoodBoy

But

I understand there's been a bit of a Misunderstanding

About my Terrier Destuffing Skills

I just wanted to set the Record straight

(Yes ...  That's Stuffing in my MostLarge and OpenMouth)

If you really want to know what I'm capable of
Watch This
and
Please
Be Quite Impressed



Here's the Evidence in Clear and Multiple Forms


You see?
I AM quite the Destuffer

I just pick and choose my Toys and my Occasions
(with a little bit of help ... it seems if I enjoy this Play too often
my VSB ... VerySensitiveBelly ... ruins the Fun

Bluntly put:  I puke when I get too excited
and
This really is quite Exciting)

So

The Play comes to an End
and Moma restuffs the Football
(with my help, of course)

And the Inevitable happens

(Much to my Chagrin)

Yep
Back on the Shelf it goes

(With the mechanical toys that put me Over the Edge)

'Till next Time

In the Meantime
I've got all those Christmas and Winter Toys
in the other Room
(Click here if you didn't see them in our last post
and if you wanna see my Fun)

Maybe 'cause there're so Many HolidayToys
and Lots of Them have the Scents of Doggies before Me
I tend to leave them in their Stuffed State

Mostly
For Now

(Love, Jake)