So, let me ask this..
Why is it that with a gazillion puppy toys laying scattered around my home, that Hannah (the puppy) continually brings me gifts of decorative baskets from under one of the living room end tables, shoes, slippers, tissues, accessories from under our aquarium, rubber bands that I didn't even know we had, small rocks she must have smuggled inside in her mouth from when we take her outside, dirty clothes from the laundry basket in our closet?
Bless her little puppy heart. We know she'll outgrow this eventually. And we know it's all a part of being a puppy parent. But why is it? (Laughing.)
Hannah playing with a puppy toy.