Squeaky Toys

Do what I do. Take out the squeaker and nobody knows when you’re goofing off.

—Marty Bucella

Lil’ Toot here. My Friend Murphy was a Big Time Champion and a Total Winner when it came to finding the Squeaker in His Toys. Out it came. Imagine what a Nuisance to have that Gadget making that Infernal Noise when You’re chomping away. Frustrating indeed, so He fixed It! Living unstuck.

I follow in His Footsteps. Mom knows where I am at all times from the Squeaker Chirp. But I outfoxed Her today. Suddenly, it was very Quiet in the House. Well, except for a plastic rustling sound. Mom thought, “It can’t be much.” When She came to look? There It was, in all its glory. Safely storing paper towels in a sandwich Bag is not the answer. Not living unstuck.

I wonder: Do You have Naughty Behaviors? Or is everything above Board? I say: Indulge Yourself every Now and Again. Such endearing Antics make for Fond Memories for All. Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#squeaky-toys

Entertaining myself when the squeakers were all gone.

Tail wags, Lil' Toot

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