Stuffing Collection

Last night, Mom started taking up a collection as she walked around the house. "What was she collecting?" you may ask. Here you go:

Yep. That's stuffing from stuffies. She found little pieces all, all, all over the place and decided to put the little pieces into a pile. I have NO idea where all those pieces came from, but I had to check out the collection, of course.


And then I went and found a squeaky toy and played with it while sitting in the stuffy pile.


Mom had the nerve to suggest that I was responsible for the stuffy mess. She said that I was the one who plucked holes in the stuffies...de-stuffed them...and then left the little pieces all over. The nerve of her!


I decided that I was NOT going to sit in that stuffy pile and be blamed for creating the mess. I took my squeaky and walked away.


This is the face of innocence, I tell you.

If you don't believe me, just send me more stuffies and I'll prove it to you. He he he...

Monkey Business

Mom had to run to the store tonight and I went along for the ride. Yeah, it's a little cold outside right now, but Mom made sure the car was toasty for me and she was only inside for a minute.

When she got back to the car, she put her shopping bag between the seats. It's my sworn duty to investigate all plastic sacks, so I dug right in. Guess what I found? MONKEY TOY!!! That's right...Mom got me a new toy when she was inside the store. Mom even had the store cashier cut the tag off so that I could play with the new toy in the car. My Mom's so cool!

Here's my cute new monkey.

But there was a little problem with my monkey. Before we even got back home, Mom noticed that I had stuffing on my chin. Yep. I had attacked my toy and was pulling out the stuffing! When we got inside our house, Mom investigated and she found two holes in the monkey.

Hole number 1...

Hole number 2...

Now I have destroyed a toy or two in the past, but I'm not usually a destroyer like that. Mom thinks that maybe the toy wasn't sewn together very well to begin with. She told me that she would try to fix the holes for me tomorrow 'cause she was too busy tonight with other stuff. But THAT plan was not going to work...

"There's nothing to see here, Mom."

That's right...I de-stuffed my monkey while Mom wasn't looking. She should have known better than to let me keep playing with it! (That big white thing is the crinkly squeaker.)

When she caught me, I knew I was in a little bit of trouble.

So I put on my best, most-innocent-looking face. And of course Mom just melted. She can't resist the cuteness!

She even let me nap on the monkey remains. Yep. I've got Mom trained.

It was a cute monkey...