I'll spend 15 minutes outside with the darn dog saying every 30 seconds "go potty, go potty, go potty" and nothing. He promptly comes in and pee's on the rug! While I was dealing with exploding diapers with Kai last week, guess who was puking all over my house...yes my little buddy Elvis! This week he tried to bring in a dead bird into the house. I had to outwit him to drop the darn thing so he wouldn't bring it in...and then I had to discard the bird. Eeek! Now I have two little ones teething, Kai and now Elvis. Both love to chew on everything. The clincher for me though was when I was cleaning out a toy that Kai stuffs all sorts of things in. You are suppose to hammer balls into the top of it and then watch the balls wind their way down through the next opening. Kai sticks everything it, so I have to unclog it constantly. I had it upside down and things were dropping out and I saw a little black super ball and wondered where we got it from because Kai could choke on it. Hmmm...doesn't feel like a super ball and didn't smell like a super ball after I squeezed it a little...darn Elvis! So mom let me re-phrase my snarky comment to you "what were you saying about a puppy?"
Don't let that cute little face fool you...he is diabolical! Don't worry I love him...a little.