At some point I started keeping the doggie toys in a small, white basket. At first we didn't have too many but obviously the collection had to grow. Who can pass up a dog toy in the store? My dogs deserve to have all the fun they can. So the basket has filled up, or at least it is full when human Mama picks up all the toys and puts them in it!
A few nights ago Blossom, Sawyer, and Baylee were snoozing on the sofa while I was knitting. Bentley isn't much of a napper. He will lay quietly while the others nap, but he will also entertain himself and play on his on. So he had gotten up and jumped in the floor and prowled around a little. Then, he went over to the toy basket and stood there looking into it (they will all do this and then select a toy to play with). He pulled out a rawhide flip chewie, or what was left of one, and chewed on it for a few minutes. That wasn't too interesting so he went back to the basket and stood there again, contemplating his choices. He pulled out a toy, but dropped it. He started rooting around in the basket, trying to get out something. He sniffed and scratched the side, as if he could pull out through the side what he wanted. He pulled out several toys, and then stepped into the half empty basket. Still not getting what he wanted he flipped over the basket and scratched around into the bottom of the basket. With that he triumphantly pulled out......a Nyla bone! Ta da! Just what he had been searching for! Mission accomplished, he took the bone to the middle of the rug and settled down. Ah, just what he needed!
You can probably guess who picked up all the toys, too.