Argh...puppy-focus

OK, so now that's TWO nice long posts that are still in draft form because I'm spending a lot of time explaining what is an "unacceptable toy."

Puppies. Gotta love 'em. 'Cause they're too cute to shoot.

Anyway, "unacceptable toys" so designated within the last 36 hours include (but are not limited to):
inkpens
grill brushes
mops
Sharpies
cranberry-orange lip balm
Gold Bond Foot Powder
hankerchiefs
baseball caps
tupperware dishes
gatorade bottles
water bottles
Advil bottles
Cinnabon lip balm
Pentagonlights
brooms
leashes
styrofoam packing peanuts
paper towel rolls

Of course, this has all been in addition to his obsession with "acceptable" toys, including (but not limited to): Nylabones, beef bones, tennis balls, Bad Cuz, the Tire Bite, five different plush squeaker toys, and a stuffed camel.

He's a good boy, but every time I take one "unacceptable" toy away (No! Bad Dog!) and replace it with, say, the Tire Bite (Now THAT's a GOOD BOY!), he's cool for about five minutes, then comes wandering in with something NEW and unacceptable.

We also discovered he's not afraid of the shower. We discovered that when he leaped in the shower to stay close to Mr. Abby.

Seriously - I'm about to return to being more than a one-subject blogger. I swear.