A Busy Morning

It was 7:30. Ray had woken me at 5:30 to go out to pee and Murphy had woken me at 6:30 by barking at something. The dogs had already been out twice since then, but Ray had started yelling both times so I was forced to bring them back into the house. They'd been scratching at the door ever since trying to get me to change my mind.
The toybasket was sadly depleted. I was wracking my brains trying to think of something to entertain them until 9:00 when I could let them back outside. A lightbulb went off over my head. Gregg had been wrapping presents and there were a couple of cardboard tubes from the inside of the wrapping paper lying around somewhere. The cardboard box had been such a big hit the previous morning, I figured these would be even better.
The concept was good. The reality lasted less than five minutes. At 7:35, after shredding the two tubes, the dogs were looking for something else to do.