Day 17: Who Needs The Toy When You Have The Box

We got Rebel this nice little cloth dog toy box thing for his plethora of toys. It even has a little dip in the front to stuff his little face in there and grab a toy. 

Of course, as we all know with toddlers, they don't want to play with the toys. They want to play with the box. 

And so, Rebel Scum purposefully dumped all the toys out of the box, dove in head first, and spent the next hour and a half growling, scratching, and yipping at the tiniest little "washing instructions" tag on the inside bottom of the box. 

Tags, it seems, infuriate Rebel. Later today he went ballistic on a tag attached to a wash cloth. 

Of course, I didn't intervene, I just sat on the floor and gleefully took video of our crazed little chocolate mousse cartwheeling in this box across the floor over and over and over, until at one point he stopped, climbed out, deliriously stumbled five steps and collapsed into a deep puppy sleep. 

Because everyone knows a tired dog is a good dog. 

I'm going to attach washing care tags to everything in this house. 

"Don't mind me just rearranging my toy box"

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