George has a slight obsession with slippers and UGGS. Now that George is understanding what going outside means, we let him roam around the house by himself more and more. He loves going upstairs and sometimes I follow him and sometimes I let him go up there and after a few minutes if he's isn't coming back down I will go upstairs and see what he's getting in to. Most of the time he just is sniffing around and exploring. And then there are the times where I hear him coming back down on his own and I'm so happy for this UNTIL I see what he's got in his mouth. This is what he decided to bring down today. (see picture) I know I shouldn't have taken the pic, but I couldn't help it. As annoying as it is, it is pretty darn cute.
The other night Alan and I were eating dinner at the table and George went upstairs. Then we hear him coming back down and all of a sudden we hear him literally rolling down the stairs really fast. So we immediately jump up and run to the stairs to make sure he was ok. Sure enough, he's lying at the bottom of the stairs...with one of my UGGS in his mouth, never let it go, which is the reason for the not so graceful trip down the stairs.
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