I saw something on the chair. It's brown, shaped like a bone and as soft as my stuffie.

Hmmm..this must belong to me. Mommy must have bought me a new toy to play with.
I smelled it, tasted it and tried to play with it.

But, grandma told me I couldn't play with it because its not mine. She said I'll rip it apart in a second. Not fair! I know this is for me. Just look at it! Doesn't that look like a stuffie for a dog like me? I'll try to take it again when they're not looking. I know they'll give in somehow. Hehehe.