Here's something I wrote last night on cubits. A cute story and in English too:
Wow! This dawg freaks me out so much sometimes I have tell sum-buddy what just happened!
I keep the front door open and he goes in and out. Earlier I just sat down to watch the Mentalist and he came in with a big oak leaf wrapped in this tail and hopped on the couch next to me. I pulled the leaf out and because he had his paws in my lap and I was watching TV, rather than get up, I just tossed it toward the door. It didn't quite make it, it landed on the rug, but I sweep out every night anyway so I wasn't particularly concerned.
After the show, the news came on and he went back out in the porch. In a few minutes he came back in, picked up the leaf and walked over an stared at me. I said, "take it back outside, honey", he carried it out the door and put it back in the yard. Then he came in hopped back up on the couch and laid his head back on my thigh.
Apparently, the leaf had been a concern for him.
