This morning, the Spud was far too interested in anything and everything to eat, so I brought him into the kitchen where he couldn't get into trouble while I pumped. I heard him playing with plastic, but I assumed it was the plastic shipping bubbles he'd been playing with. 8 minutes later, when the pump and I finished our morning affair, this is what I found. He'd managed to get into the stash of dog poo bags and had his New Years streamer celebration early. I spent the rest of the morning re-spooling...
