Mommy realized the damage that had been done, Brody made sure of that by frantically pacing and following and scrutenizing Mommy's every move until Mommy finally took the hint and fetched a freshly washed bag of 'other' toys, and offered them to Mr. Brody to hold him over for the next 45 minutes. She put the crinkly bag in the floor so he could choose his 'temporary' toys. He rooted in the bag, removed every single one...eventually...chew-and-squeak-tested EACH and EVERY TOY, repeatedly, looking for a replacement. After almost 10 minutes, he settled...and I DO MEAN SETTLED...for Green Froggie, and brought it to the love seat.
Brody is very neat with his toys. He never leaves a mess, and will literally jump down to pick up his toys if they fall off toy box # 1 (the love seat) or toy box # 2 (our bed). He will also carry a toy to its 'proper' toy box (he has 'assigned' them 'home' locations...lol) when anyone else puts a toy in the wrong location. The entire contents of said crinkly bag is spread all over the floor around said crinkly bag. Gasp! |