I think it's cute that Brody knows what stuff is his.
I don't mean things like his toys or his food (although he knows those are his too as he lives by a "what is mine is mine, and what is yours is mine too" motto), but things like his collar, leash, boots, coat, bandana.
He doesn't like me to take them off. I get the "That's mine, mom!" look. Even after putting his bandana through the wash, when I pulled it out of the laundry he KNEW it was HIS and came running over. Grab his leash or collar and he comes running over with the "That's mine! What are you doing with my stuff??" look. It cracks me up.
Take his plastic crate to clean it out, or take out his blanket to go wash it or shake it out or just put it back in nicely and the LOOK I get!
He knows his toys by name too. He's fine with me taking his toys or his food and stuff like that. He even knows the brush and comb are his and even though he doesn't like me using them, he sure comes running when I handle it, just to make sure I'm not wrecking "his stuff" I think!
I've been a bad mommy lately and not bathed him in ages (or properly brushed him out either). After a bath last night and a good combing out, he's a fluffy puppy once again. I put on his Halloween bandana again because he likes it so much. So here are a couple of pictures.