My sweet Mr. Smiley already has this stick thing down.
We were able to distract him from his piece of wood for a minute with colorful eggs, but soon he returned to his first love.
|Time for my pipe.|
|This stick, of course you want it, but I'm not parting with it for those silly plastic eggs.|
|Can I play you a little tune?|
|Do not disturb me. I am meditating!|
|I'm serious, I'm gonna whoop your behind.|
|In his best teacher voice, "See, it is like this."|
|I'm ready to direct this orchestra.|
|Time to train the puppy.|
That boy and his stick. All kinds of serious cuteness.