pcoon's Journal

Russ brought the dog to bed with us earlier when I took my nap and he slept before going to work. Bo, the dog, hates storms. I swear it seems like he shakes when it is just raining. He was so funny the first couple times he picked up each toy out of the basket in the corner of the room. He had been here for weeks and not noticed them. One day, I see him going back and forth (on the other side of the sofa). He has done this with the blinds' cord while looking for the rabbits one who likes to sleep behind the sofa. It is like he thought the toys, or the cord was going to come running after him and attack him. So back to this day when he discovered the toys. After half an hour, he finally pulls a toy out of the basket and then he goes back in with all his courage to check out another toy. He gets this one out, and in he goes again to that combat zone to rescue another one. And Bo does this over and over, until there are so many on the floor and some have been lovingly placed in the comfort of the sofa. Then Bo pulls out the purple monkey (these are kids toys that I found very cheap one day), the monkey is rescued and placed in front of my recliner. He goes in to give it cpr, and it squeals loudly at him. Bo, runs out of the room, Cinn, our other dog, runs into the room. Then Bo comes back and they both look at the monkey but do not attempt cpr again. They decide to access the situation and announce that it is just to dangerous to proceed.

So we all watch both dogs move the animals (toys) around the room. They go up on the sofa, then down to the floor. They go up and down, from sofa to sofa, but they stay in the living room.

A few days later, I start swiffering the floow with a wet pad. I do the other rooms, pick up the toys in the living room, and then I rest. The next day, I start again (actually it was two days later), and I get the pad on the mop and walk into the living room, Bo, has pulled all the toys out of the basket in about 30 seconds.

I go ahead and clean the floor, just pushing the toys around, the floor, sometimes on top of the mop, and Bo keeps watch to make sure that I do not hurt his babies.

And the saga will continue the next time it is time to do the floor again.