Finale...
A 45 minute wash cycle on my machine is longer than 45 minutes on the clock. Heck, the last "1 minute" takes closer to 10 minutes. However, Brody accompanied me most of the way to get his toys. On my way, I picked up all the 'unsatisfactory toys' discarded all over the floor...poor substitutes for the toys he really wanted.
I probably should say that toys regularly 'disappear' into the washer...every weekend, in fact...and they get 'recycled' and he gets to 'choose' a new combination of 'favorite' toys every week.
Also, my washer spins at 1,200 rpm so toys come out of it almost completely dry. So, after carrying the basket back, full of freshly washed toys, I offered it to Brody to choose a toy...
SANTA-MOON!!! He snatched Santa-Moon out of the basket and ran to the love seat.
We now have 12 freshly washed toys back on the love seat, and the rest are still in the basket...which is lying on its side a few feet away. Brody is barking, and errrr-ing, and dancing, and patting the basket because...
...there is a toy he wants...
...and he wants me to help him get it out. He can see it through the basket...
...and I...
...am laughing hysterically!
Does this stuff happen to anyone else?
...Now...
Please pardon me while I fetch a toy, and make one Yorkie boy VERY HAPPY...on HIS Gotcha Day! |