It started when I was just a puppy. My humans were doing yard work so I ran off. When I finally came home, running through the mud and the muck, they had this shocked look on their faces, staring at what I was carrying in my mouth. They thought I killed a baby raccoon or bunny. It was just some other dog’s toy that I liked. So I took it. To this day they don't know from where I snitched it and I'll never tell.
My cousin dog, Hershey, has a few good toys. When we went to visit last time, I took her puppy. Hershey’s old, she’ll never miss it.
My next door neighbor, Lucy, has really great stuffies. I went over there yesterday for a visit and left with my fourth toy from her this spring. It’s an unstuffed bunny. She’ll never miss it! Himself tried to return it, but I snatched it back from Lucy’s human and she just laughed. She thinks I’m adorable!