When I was a young and inexperienced 3 month old, I made a very interesting, and I thought helpful, discovery...toilet paper. I know this looks bad, but I was merely trying to clean up after myself...I am a puppy you know!
Things just got a bit out of hand. No opposable thumbs makes it very difficult to create a nice cushion of pillowy softness for cleaning up stuff.
I promise, I wasn't enjoying it...okay, maybe just a little bit. Alright, you've got me, it was a blast!! I especially liked seeing just how far I could run without the long stream breaking.
My giant big brother Jessie was overwhelmed by my antics, and he tried to act nonchalant as I ripped that paper to shreds right beside him. But the more I shred, the more there was!
As I pondered the experience, I realized what I needed to do in the future...EAT the paper. That way, evidence is long gone...yeah, that's it!
One good adventure and lesson down, many, many more to go...wait til I tell you about sticky flags!!