Myrtle - it's all in the name....

Before we get to Myrtle, let's talk about Girl Scout Cookies.
You know, those name honored cookies sweet little girls who guilt us all into buying every year?
Well, we are some of those guilt ridden grandparents and aunts and uncles that are badgered (not really) by two little girls (Mariah and Grace) to add to our already holiday attached mid sections. After eating our limit and then buying more for the freezer (or maybe a midnight snack), we decided to have a little fun.
Enter Mike, my stepson who shows up for dinner every Tuesday evening for a free meal (invited of course). He is one of those guilt ridden guys that both Mariah and Grace acosted and made generous sales to.
It was a group think tank that came up with the idea and I decided it was a worthy plot. I very carefully opened up the bottom of several boxes of his cookies and removed the yummy morsels. We then replaced them with what ever food items weighed aproximately the same as the cookies and then I resealed the bottom with rubber cement. We then made some new little labels to cover and rename the cookies.
Note Mikes surprise when he opens the box "What's this?"


Here are some of the new names we used: Instead of "Tag-alongs" we named them "Tag-begones." For "Thank-You-Berry-Much" we named them "Thank-You-Soda-Much" and put soda crackers inside. Then for "Samoa's" we called them "Siyanara's."

Mike wasn't sure he appreciated the diet sugar free jello either.

Now for our Myrtle

Brenda and I like to go Thrift shopping at the local "Goodwill" and "ARC" stores. Once in awhile I rummage through the stuffed animals to find something for Myrtle to play with (she loves stuffed animals).
Here she is with a new one, resting after a rowdy game of keep away and fetch

Note how she has her toy under watchful eye from any sinister thief who might want to nab him.
She also likes these barbell shaped squeaky toys.

She really likes any toy, whether plastic or stuffed that has a squeaker in it. She plays with it, wrestles it, plays keep away, chases it and chews it until it squeaks no more. As my husband, Rick, likes to say...she thinks she's really putting the hurt on it when it squeaks, and she love's it. Eventually, she chews through it and pops the squeaker out onto the floor. Fortunately I've got her convinced they aren't for swallowing, at least for the most part.

She layed these two out and may be deciding which one she wants to play with first

Myrtle sometimes chooses favorites that she doesn't chew up or 'kill' off. Like the red barbell she got forChristmas. It is still intact and she is very gentle when playing with or carrying it and even when playing tug of war with it. She has a few stuffed animals like that too.

She does have a fetish though about stuffed animals when it comes to their eyes. She can't stand for them to look at her and the first thing she does when she get's a new one is to eat off their eyes. The only ones left with eyes are those with embroidered or stitched eyes. She tries with them too at first.
Do you see a crocadile around here anywhere?

Myrtle loves to lay on her back and play, either with one of us or a toy or just to lay in wait. Sometimes she even falls asleep in this position. Her jaws, teeth and jowels all give the impression of "Jaws" the movie or a swamp croc. She laid still this time for me to take a whole series of pictures (she loves to pose anyway) and I even placed her barbells on her for fun and she loved it.

Peek-a-boo I see you and I know what you are doing to me, your making me a star....

Ok, now watch out, I've held still long enough, now I'm off........

Soon you will be able to see her posing with all of her sightless toys over on Brenda's site. Keep an 'EYE' out why don't you!

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY:

What kids and dogs teach us; love is easy to give, fun is whatever we make fun, each day is an adventure waiting to happen, innocence is precious, loyalty is to be honored, we are all social animals, a smile and a little time can go a long way!