Comfy

I love this bouncy chair.... It vibrates, it bounces, it has toys attached, it is usually in the sun, I love it.  I can lay here and watch the pigeons out the window.  Life is good, and then Mommy finds me and tells me to "move". I move, but when she goes to work and the house is quiet and I am alone, I lay in this chair and nobody can stop me!

I got it!

When/Where: last month while playing

My Mood: Happy and proud then sad that Mommy took my toy away.

I love my toys, and I love it when they squeak.  I am a curious sort, so I want to find out how they squeak, so I dig... and I dig and dig until I create a hole and then I stick my snout in and pull out the stuffing.... and then I find the squeaker and pull it out.  I am so proud of myself!  I showed mommy, but she says I am "bad" and I ruined my toy.  And then she took him away and mumbled something about him costing "15 smackers".  I am not so sure why she is upset with me, I was successful, I extracted the squeak!