Monday, February 16, 2009

My bumble ball

Mom and Dad got me this Crazy Dog Bumble Ball when I was really little. At first, I was really afraid of it, but now I show it who’s boss.

Mom’s learned not to leave me alone with it though, because I’ve started taking it apart. Of COURSE I started taking it apart… my name is Einstein. Gheesh, what does she expect?  I would like to mention that the instructions told her not to leave me alone with it. I sure hope she pays better attention to the instructions about not having a toaster in her bathtub.

Here are more pictures of my Bumble ball in my stash of stuff:

Man… now that I look at it, I have a lot of toys. Guilty as charged.