Buster likes to take his favorite toys out into the back yard. He leaves them there. When I bring them back in, he gets all excited and plays with them, but the next time he goes out, they go with him.
The people who mow my lawn are careful to pick up his toys and put them on the back porch before they mow. I appreciate that. (They mowed yesterday, and I just brought Buster's squeaky-bone back inside.)
The people who mow my lawn are careful to pick up his toys and put them on the back porch before they mow. I appreciate that. (They mowed yesterday, and I just brought Buster's squeaky-bone back inside.)