When I was a young child, and someone would visit our family with their children, I never wanted those children to go to my room. I didn’t want them to touch my toys. When I got a lecture from my mother about sharing, I wailed back at her, “But they always break something!” I didn’t have that many toys to start with. Also, it’s to be remembered that a girl down the street from one of our houses (Army; we moved a lot) stole both my teddy bear and one of my baby dolls. I got the teddy bear back, but never recovered the doll.
Anyway, I hope you can see this reel from Instagram that showed up in my feed this morning. I completely understand this dog.
What’s yours is mine and what’s mine is mine!
Ha ha! Well, what’s mine is mine, and if you do let me share yours, I will treat it with the same care I give to what’s mine!