Dublin has always been fond of Betty's toys. Once a week we loose a good toy to his wrath. Betty understands that it's the Circle of Life, & that if she wants to protect them, she needs to always pick them up & put them away.
Well he struck twice this week.
First with her Cinderella build-a-bear dog. We came home and his remains were scattered all across her bedroom. She wasn't mad, just yelled "Naughty Dog" and stated she needed a new one. I had her pose with the dog shell in "ground zero" of the attack.
A few days later he struck again. We got home and started making dinner, I looked at the back door & saw it...her baby Aerial doll. I gasped, she looked & immediately tears formed and she began to sob. "I loved her so much" she gasped in between cries. The moment she broke out into tears, Dublin ran into his kennel & didn't come out for a few hours. (He is a naughty dog & knew he had crossed the line). As I picked up the pieces, Betty just cried and yelled gross. Within 15 minutes she was smiling again, saying she just needed a new one (too bad Santa's elves made it & mom doesn't know where to find more). A day later Betty told her friend Saylor that Duby ate Aerial & Saylor cried too. Bless that baby doll, she was well loved!Besides losing toys to her ornery little brother Dublin, Betty has discovered homemade tents & forts! She loves them & plays inside them for hours. Missy I wish we could play in the tee-pee.
