Monday, December 15, 2008

Who needs toys?

When one can spend hours playing with...a cough drop wrapper. That is Chumley's FAVORITE thing to bat around and shove into his gob. Often times we find them buried in his food bowl (along with twist ties, receipts and q-tips.)

Unfortunately Wrigley is also smitten with the cough drop wrapper:



Chum is able to retrieve the wrapper but not for long:



Chum watching Wrigs play with the wrapper:


Chum looking at me as if to say, "DO SOMETHING BIATCH!!!"


Guilty faced Wrigs playing all innocent with wrapper in his mouth.


Oh how incredibly dull my life would be if it weren't for these 2 little deviants.

God bless all your beasts!

7 comments:

KBL 2 ORD 2 SAN 2 LUV said...

Speaking of toys...who needs TV when I have the Chum & Wrigs show? I swear on my grandmother's eyes, I watched the first video at least 5 times, EACH time cackling and howling with laughter as Wrigley's cute little mug would come into view...carefully stalking the wrapper. HILARIOUS!

KBL 2 ORD 2 SAN 2 LUV said...

By the way, I really love your new profile pic. How gorgeous are you, huh? Love the pic, great choice.

Gina said...

they are too cute!!

My cat Squirell always puts her toys and my hair ties in her water bowl... strange animals :)

Smileygirl said...

Squirrel is such a cute name for a cat! I wonder why they feel the need to horde their belongings. I think it's a separation anxiety thing. Not sure though.

karengberger said...

I think Chumley has opposable thumbs! You can see it in the way he used his paw to push the wrapper back into his mouth. AMAZING! Next thing you know, he will be able to pluck schmutz out of his eyes, and maybe go after that *ahem* hair you mentioned finding (when you posted from the airplane).
I think Liger has thumbs, too. Maybe they could thumb-wrestle.

lizziebelle said...

haha. the tot does not need toys. she found ski goggles from the eighties and wears them when she brushes her teeth/goes to the bathroom/colors/eats etc.

ps you are so pretty in your pics and of course in real life.

if the bankerwife never gives back the bankerdog i think that we are rescuing a golden retriever. i wanted to rescue a black pug but the bankerman said that between me the tot and the touf he is on sass overload all the time. cant blame him. my sister's black pug pokie would snuggle up with you and as soon as you left she would poop on your bed. ew

Karyn said...

I love the "DO SOMETHING BIATCH!!!" picture!