Cubbie has an entire basket full of toys. He pretty much goes to the basket and pulls out what he wants to play with at any point during the day. It’s funny to see just his back legs hanging out of the basket if what he wants is all the way at the bottom.
The toys range from stuffed animals (usually without stuffing), to balls, to bones that can’t be chewed up but have some type of filling in the middle. I often put peanut butter inside these bones and just keep reusing them.
Each night I make a point of picking up Cubbie’s toys before going to bed, but somehow they all make it back out before I’ve even turned out the lights. It’s like when he see me picking up he says, “Hey, I was playing with that, or, I’m not done with that one yet.”
Getting up around 3:15 a.m. earlier this week, I said the same word each morning. “Ouch!” Cubbie had dragged various toys (of course ones with the sharpest edges) around the house.
When I get up and it’s pitch black outside, I don’t like to turn lights on right away. Instead I just feel my way around the house until I’m a little more used to being awake. When I’ve adjusted, then the lights come on.
Well, not turning the lights on isn’t a good idea when you have a dog who scatters his toys everywhere. The first morning I stepped on the edge of a bone and on his squeaker toy which gave me quite a startle.
The second morning I again stepped on his bone–even though I made a point of putting it away the night before so I wouldn’t have a repeat incident. This time when I stepped on the bone, it hurt so badly I actually lost my balance and fell into the wall elbow first. Ouch!
The whole time I was stepping on Cubbie’s toys, he was still asleep in bed. To my knowledge, he didn’t even raise a paw or open his eyes.
Maybe the next trick I teach him will be how to put his toys in the basket instead of just out of the basket.
I didn’t realize having a dog could be so dangerous to my health!
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This post was written by dwagner on August 20, 2009