Lucy has her funny ways, too - towards the end of the day, all her toys get rounded up and taken upstairs onto the landing, arranged neatly around her 'upstairs basket' (she has a downstairs one, too - but that's too far away from our bedroom for her to bear at night).
Whilst we're getting ready for bed, we can see / hear her little thunderpaws dashing up and down to collect everything (sometimes in twos and threes!)
By 5am when my husband gets up the next morning, the whole process starts in reverse, with toys scattered around every downstairs room "just in case I need 'em, Mum". She's hilarious!
