Dilemma's of a Dog

Oh to have a life of a dog and their worries.  Poor Ben is beside himself with the stress of having to find a hiding place for his newest chew stick.  He walks around the house crying because he just knows someone is going to break into the house and steal his bone.  

He even tries to hide it from me I think, and I'm the one who gave it to him for gawd's sake.  So he walks around crying from one room...... 

To another room........

To another room....

.....  and yet another until he finds a satisfactory place.  But oh this is a long tedious process for a poor dog to handle.  So here he is trying to bury it in one of his mats in the living room.  

And then it finally ends up nearest his 'regular' living room mat in front of the window so he can keep a watchful eye on encroaching squirrels onto his property as well and an eye on his precious chew stick.

Oh but he is a funny boy.  When he has it hidden in another room and I happen to get up for some reason he immediately runs ahead of me to be sure it is still safe.  But with it right there in the living room he can always keep a keen eye for any wannabe chew bone thieves.

Uh, you guys don't see all the wool dust and umbrella peeking out behind the end table do you?  Nah, didn't think you noticed.  Well before I get back to hooking on my project, guess I'd better clean up my previous mess.

Thanks for stopping by.

Saundra