When we were packing up to move, Hank was in LOVE with all of the boxes we had everywhere. We purposefully waited until just a few days before moving to even start packing because we knew he would be obsessed with all of the boxes. It was a good call on our part because in just the few days that we had boxes packed and lined down our hallway I think I pulled him off the top of the stacks about a hundred times. I much preferred him to go outside and "work" on the empty boxes.
Hank busy "working". Hard hat? Check. Tool box? Check.
Getting packed in a box.
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