Let me just share with you the morning I had. Now keep in mind this is with my 16.5 month old child who has limited words. This is us getting out the door today.
Me: (put dog food in the dog bowl and hand the bowl to Eli) Put in Rescue's crate.
Eli: (walks over puts the dog food bowl in the crate)
Me: (opens the cabinet to get out a dog treat and hands the treat to Eli) Tell Rescue "crate time" (turn my back to close up the cabinet)
Eli: (walks 10 steps and stops)
Me: What are you doing? Go give Rescue her treat.
Eli: (on the verge of tears no dog treat in sight)
Me: Where did the treat go? I gave you one right? I though I did.
Rescue: (Can smell we have all touched her treat but also can't find it going crazy)
Eli: (about to cry, staring off into space)
Me: Did you hide the treat? Did you drop the treat? Did I really give you a treat? (get down on the floor and look under everything)
Rescue: (jumping on top of us trying to find the treat)
Me: I could have sworn I gave you a treat. (look one more time on the ground. See the treat about a foot under the stove) Found it. How did it get under there? (get the treat out with about 10 pounds of dust) Give this to Rescue.
Eli: (not real sure what to think drops the treat 3 more times in the 10 feet to Rescues cage)
Rescue: (barley able to contain her self just takes her treat and gets in the crate.)
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