The other day I was cleaning out my work desk and I found some balloons. I don’t when the last time it was I bought balloons. Maybe someone sent them to me.
Anyway, I found some balloons and I was just looking at them, trying to figure out what to do with them. Yaris happened to walk in around that time which made me think, “oh, I’ll blow up a balloon. Yaris would probably like a balloon.”
Yes. That was an actual thought. I thought to myself that I should blow up a balloon because Yaris would like it. I am quite aware that Yaris is a dog and not a small child with a fascination for balloons. But no, I decided to myself that I should blow up a balloon because Yaris would like it. And I did.
Yaris played with it a little. But since balloons kind of smell and probably don’t taste that great, Yaris kind of just stuck the balloon in the shelf behind her bed and left it there. A normal ball is much more interesting than a balloon, I guess.
Btw, Horse did not care for the balloon at all. I think he’s afraid it’ll pop in his face. He isn’t a fan of loud noises.
Yaris has a basket for all of her toys. She knows to find all of her toys in the basket when she can’t find them around the house. But, she won’t put anything away. She does tend to leave her toys right here though. Think she’ll put her toys away if I relocated the basket right here?
Random moosages as I see fit. 