"Oh, you mean THIS bowl?"
"He did it."
So, I was
...then politely waited for me to pull out the toys.
Hank chose his favorite toy right away...
...but Rodeo had trouble choosing.
So, Rodeo found another toy...for a while.
With the attention span of a gnat, Rodeo was soon on to other things, like irritating Hank.
"Must you? Now? Really?"
"I mean it. Stay AWAY from the toy."
"Mom, can't you please DO something?"
"What a nut job."
Soon, however, Rodeo lost complete interest in the toys, so I carried them to the inside pen, where Hank could enjoy them all day long.
He thought I said "destroy" them all day long.
So, back in the bag they went (the toys, not the dogs).
Now, all I need to do is write a truthful thank-you note to our sweet neighbor Belinda:
"Hank and Rodeo just tore into those new toys ~ thank you!"
"The dogs just loved their new toys to pieces!"
"You shouldn't have. Really."