"What on earth are you doing Foxy?"

I'm sure that's what Jonty is thinking. Foxy kept trying to get under the dining room sideboard and when I got on the floor to find out what it was he was after there was nothing there except a squashed chocolate sweet (still in wrapper thank goodness), Scrabble and a deflated balloon from a party which wasn't too long ago before you think we don't clean!
Jonty just looked on in bewilderment wondering what makes Chihuahua's tick!