Our dog, a retriever.

She keeps running up to me carrying various toys/food that the kids have somehow let her have. Followed by a running and/or crying child to file their complaint that they have been wronged.

I’d stop it but it’s wildly entertaining. Just now it was a wooden Santa that plays an obnoxious greeting-card version of “wish you a merry christmas.” I’ve been trying to get that away from my son all morning, and the dog goes and does it for me.

Dashing…