Victor was pretty funny this morning. I opened the closet door at the bottom of the stairs to see if there were any toys, and there was his mousie, on top of the board I put down to keep toys out. He immediately focused all his attention on the mousie, so I said, "Get the mousie, Victor. Take it back upstairs." And he did - he quite intentionally picked up the mousie and carried it up the stairs. As I followed him, I saw the red tinsel ball on a step. He stopped, considered picking it up, but continued up the stairs with mousie firmly gripped in his teeth. At the top of the stairs, he threw mousie into the kitchen and proceeded to have quite the play session! He was tossing and grabbing it himself and having a grand time.
I just thought it was so funny to see him retrieve the mousie and carry it carefully upstairs to a more suitable play area. He never considered exploring the closet instead.