I like to chew on things–Mom says that’s because I’m still a puppy. One day, not long ago, I got my Mom’s bluetooth off the end table. I don’t usually chew on Mom or Dad’s things, but this looked particularly interesting. I was doing a pretty good job of taking it apart (isn’t that what you’re suppose to do), when Mom saw me. She said: “Sage, what have you done?” I knew from the tone of her voice that this wasn’t going to be good.
Mom came over and I played “keep away” again. I like that game. She’s pretty smart though and had a treat in her hand. That bluetooth really didn’t taste as good as a treat, so I gave it to her. I was really proud though–there were 5 little pieces that she could use!
Mom and Dad said they had to go get another bluetooth. Mom told me that it’s the law in Oregon–whatever that means.