The Kong Wobble

Mom broke out a new toy the other day. While I was at day care, she showed Chibs how to work it, how to get it to respond. They apparently had a great time while I was at day care. Sure, I was with all my friends and the nice ladies who carry me around sometimes, but there was bonding that I wasn't present for! All on account of that new toy.

Chibs loooooves it! He pets it on the head, and it bows, and BAM food appears. He made best friends with it. Now, whenever he wants something to eat, he bops the new toy on the head and it appears! I tried bopping my bother on his head, but no food appeared. I tried bopping my mom on her head while she was sleeping, but she didn't give me food! I even tried bopping the water bowl! Sure, there was a bowl of food right next to me... but that's not the point.

The point is... I can have a best toy friend too. I just need to find one. A simple toy friend, not too big, not too small... not too loud, but squeaky is nice. No sudden movements. Until then, I will continue to steal my brother's food while he bops his new best friend.

Signed,

Charlie