Pennie Games

If left to my own devices I like to get into things. Usually I stalk Oldest Lad, Mom or Dad. When I go outside, I can't stalk them so I must find other ways to entertain myself. I like to play: Drag things out into the yard and keep Mom guessing.

The family has some view of the backyard from inside the house. The kitchen has a small window. The Boy's office has a larger bay window. Then there are the patio doors, but that view is hampered by the screened back deck.

My best was the garage mats. I dragged those out and played with those for about two weeks. Mom thought Dad took them out for cleaning. Dad thought Mom took them out for some reason. It wasn't until they finally got together and discovered the chewed off corners that they realized that I had dragged them out and was playing with them.

One morning Mom left the golf umbrella in the garage to dry off after escorting the lads to the bus under it's protective cover. Dad found me later in the day running about the yard doing my own version of "Singin' in the Rain!" The umbrella still works, with a few leaky spots.

Our house sits at a stop sign, which most people ignore, but the people that do slow down, naturally look over at our house. Mom and Dad know this, because sometimes people make comments about our Christmas lights, the Boy Scout trailer we had parked in our driveway for several weeks, etc. This makes Mom (not anyone else) self-conscious. I LOVE to drag trash bags out of the garage and dismember them. Pull-ups, dixie cups, feminine products, empty 2-liter bottles, empty milk jugs, oh I just love to strew those items about the yard.

Mom looked out one day and saw a large yellow flat object. She looked all day and couldn't figure it out. Finally, when she retrieved it, she discovered that I had fished Little Lad's inflatable inner tube sled off it's high perch, drug it out, played with it, popped it of course with my teeth, and then let it rest.

I can be quite entertaining to myself.

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