Bosco. Fetch!

I've been teaching Bosco to bring me things. He picks up my pens when I drop them. He'll bring my keys, though reluctantly. He picks them up by the key chain with the very edges of his front teeth like they're totally disgusting. I can send him to get a dish towel, he's pretty good about that.









And he'll bring me the phone, but probably not when it's ringing.