Ice Hockey.

So if Mitch and I had to get rid of cable, we are positive we wouldn't die of boredom. Mufasa goes absolutely bonkers for ice. It's the funniest thing ever. He'll fling it around across the linoleum until it melts or gets stuck under one of the appliances. In most cases, he gets the ice wedged under the fridge or stove, so I came up with a solution. I made bumpers! We never actually read our Sunday paper so I figured they should get some use. I was so proud of my brilliant idea--until the second I threw down the ice Mufasa looked at it and walked off. He wanted no part of it with the bumpers there. Apparently all the fun is in getting it stuck under things. He'll even pick it up and put it on the rug and fight to get it back out. Hilarious. He'll do this over and over for hours. Of course some of the ice gets lost under the stove and when I come in the next morning there is always a little puddle to step in. I'll have to video tape it and put it on here. I know you all aren't huge dog fans, but he's the only baby we'll have for awhile! So bare with us.