So I gave O'Reilly his other toy from his Aunt Debbie last Friday morning when I was doing my morning devotions. I was sitting in bed writing and had him next to me. It's a ball that you stuff a treat in and then they have to work to get it out.
I kind of wanted to supervise to make sure he wouldn't rip the toy to shreds (it's made so dogs shouldn't be able to but he's very determined). So at first I made him stay on the bed with it.
He found this rather confining and finally left for outside. He really didn't like me watching him while he was working on it. It was rather funny the way he would look up at me as if to say, "What? Leave me alone, it's mine and you can't have it so quit watching!" So I took pictures with just the camera sticking out the front door.
My silly puppy. He loves his toy.