i'm sitting here blogging and mister comes under the table and puts his head between my legs and i say why don't you get your new bone and he goes to his box and gets the new bone thingy and i say i mean your new bone, your new orange bone sara gave, and he goes to the kitchen and come back with that one and i say yes, mister, you smart boy, and he lays his bone down and lays beside it by my feet.