King Kong

The house is getting back to normal after decorating the lounge. As part of the tidying up process we found one of Louis’ Kong toys.

We gave it a good scrubbing and then filled it with some of our Sunday roast. The boy has been busy trying to break into it for the last hour – he must be knackered.

I remember reading somewhere that exercising your doggie with brain work for 10 minutes was like walking him for an hour. That may be true but, to be honest, I’m knackered just watching him chucking his Kong around (Louis’ approach to getting at the food in the Kong is the old favourite “chuck the Kong up in the air repeatedly” method).

Anyway, he’s now broken the back of the job and is busy hoovering the floor up of any stray bits of our Sunday roast.

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