A whole lot of stuff(ing)

I can't believe how quickly this summer has flown by. I guess the saying holds true that "time flies when you're having fun". As Alfredo and I wrap up our last week in the great Midwest this summer, here is what we have been up to...

I found the perfect toy for Alfredo - or so I thought (see my previous blog post and you'll undertsand). Unfortunately, this toy was short lived. Give Alfredo anything with stuffing, and he is sure to destroy it. This flip flop lasted about five minutes. We'll get back to the stuffing shortly. 

 Here he is playing guard dog with the cats. They still don't want to make friends with him...nor do the squirrels outside. 

Here he is jumping in grandpa's bathtub. He likes doing this wherever he goes, given the water is OFF. I'm not sure what his motive is. After all, he jumps in, sniffs around, and always jumps right back out.

Anything in Alfredo's reach is considered his...in his mind. Here he is running around with a hair clip. He does this to initiate a little game of "you can't catch me". It's rather cute how squirmy and playful he gets when this happens. We play this game almost daily.

Put Alfredo in the car and he usually zonks out about five minutes into the trip. We covered a lot of ground this summer! He'll certainly get lots of rest on the big road trip back to the wild west later this week.   

Speaking of sleep, here he is with the only two toys (with stuffing) he will NOT destroy: Mr. Carrot and his soccer ball. These are his babies! I should probably write a post just about these two things. He treats them with such care (minus removing Mr. Carrots arms and legs). 

Aaaand finally, another toy destroyed. This time grandma learned her lesson. No more toys with stuffing!

keeping Old Navy in business...

I must admit, Old Navy was never one of those stores I used to shop in often. My only visit would be for the annual "must stock up on flip flops" purchase. They may be cheap, but Old Navy flip flops are comfy, convenient, and have even become better looking over the years (in my opinion). My primary purpose for them is taking Alfredo outside. While I live for the day that Alfredo has his own fenced in yard with a doggie house, for now we walk together. Here is something quite interesting about Alfredo. When he's done 'doing business' and ready to go inside, he almost always starts attacking my feet. He starts with the left foot, and when I take my shoe off, he runs with it waiting for me to throw the right one. When I throw the right one, he drops the left one and runs a little farther. We play this game until we get back to the front door. Sometimes he starts the game farther away than my liking, which naturally causes me to walk for awhile with no shoes on. Gross. Here are two more interesting things about this game. The only person he will thieve shoes from is me, even if someone else takes him outside. Also, I can usually retrieve my shoes pretty easily, unless I'm wearing Old Navy flip flops.

What does Alfredo do with my flip flops once he's back inside? He runs around and shakes his head crazily, often chewing them until they break. Once a flip flop is broken, the game has ended. I have quite a few single flip flops with no mate. This is a very common occurrence...

I don't really mind the game much because Alfredo loves it, even though it has caused many frequent trips to the store. I am even beginning to find some great clothing buys.

Okay, I didn't buy these pajama pants, but I got excited when I saw them there. On my last visit, I happened to stumble upon the $1 flip flop sale. 

And voila! Old Navy stays in business, and I'm back in business...

    

Another newly found pleasure...

As our travels in the Midwest continue, Alfredo has found (yet again) something else he enjoys tremendously. One thing he and I appreciate is having the opportunity for him to run around like the wild man happy pup that he is. It's been pretty hot outside, so when we find a yard to play fetch in, he gets tired pretty easily. Luckily, the last yard we were in had just the thing to cool him off...a large bed of ivy. After retrieving his ball, he'd run around in it like crazy...

It didn't take him long to realize that it was pretty cool in there, so after a short while, he'd basically just plop down and relax...

  This one happens to be my favorite. Can you spot the little Boston? <3