Today started off with Re-search….Momdog straightened up my toy basket, Without Permission..Sniffed the couch, dug under the Throw(n) pillows, even looked under the Big bed,…..somethings are missing, Momdog’s ob-cessed with quantity.(quality) of other beings things,, Daddogs garage. isn’t safe either… Daddog is mellow, He sees chewed ( used) articles ,and shows the proper respect,.. I’m not a hoarder, I collect..I savor, I don’t prioritize , I give each toys a full and useful life,…When ofver Dogs come by, they always say..”Looks like you’re runnin this place “.. Momdog doesn’t realize the Harm she is doing to my Image…..Maybe just having had a Birthday, has sparked a need for Order..and as in the past,….When Momdog is Happy, Everyone is Happy , just not AS Happy