You know, when it's a little, too quiet. You know the kids are up to something, they shouldn't be.
Rexy wasn't in his, normal, play area...I found him under the kitchen table with something, red, dangling from his mouth. We don't have any, other pets, and he hasn't been in the garage or outside. Thankfully, NOT, in the garage. We have been ice fishing, for the two days and there are fish guts in the trash can.
What he DID, have in his mouth, was one of my beaded necklaces. Thankfully, I had gotten it out of his mouth, before he broke it.