Monday, January 19, 2015
A little red wagon, a duck and a poodle
My favorite toy right now is that duck.
When I come in from outside I check to make sure the duck is in the toy box, or better yet, where I left it.
It has taken over the role of Favorite Toy from the giraffe ball that held the title for my first 10 years of life.
What am I? A Circus Poodle? What does she want me to do, pull the wagon around the floor with my mouth? Grab my duck out of the wagon?
Truth be told I want to grab that duck out of the wagon, because it's too precious to let mom play with. She might give it a bath and lose the balance of spit to fleece ratio.
HERE) and yes I look in shop windows.
When allowed inside I look at every shelf and at every display in shops. I don't understand this prejudice against poodles that some shop keepers have.
Anyway, I have to think about the problem of this wagon a bit.... and wait for Mommy to go upstairs so I can relocate the duck.
(other poodle puppy ponderings here under this label poodle puppy ponderings)
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