You Thieving Dog!

Every Tuesday morning, we join the commuter crawl to pick Ainslie up and take her home to babysit, while dad and mum go to work.
Flemington joins in the fun.

What we didn't know was that last week he stole one of her little ducks and hid it under the furniture.

When she showed up again yesterday, he took out the now chewed-up duck and placed it in front of her, as if to say "I've got your toy, and you don't even know it!"

The little rascal!

Ainslie can sit quite well now.