With all of the talk in the news of dungeons and such we decided it was time to venture into the little cave that exists in our own house. It’s really no secret that Gizmo is a bit of a character but with the move to Japan came a new element of his character: the “porn dungeon” (T takes full responsibility for the joke of the name) monger.

We have no real idea what he does in there but there are all sorts of strange noises and every time he exits toys and socks tumble out (and he furiously races to put them all back in immediately)..

Thus, an expose into the dark, secret world of Gizmo.

Poorly lit in the corner, we approach to find the unsuspecting dungeon dweller..

Who knows what naughtiness lurks in such a place?

Clearly we aren’t welcome..

Actually, we already knew that much as the one previous time I tried to retrieve a flip-flop that had been usurped he had a conniption. No growling or anything rather a 8kilo dog trying to push me out of his “room.” It was really surprising how he very clearly was not thrilled with his personal space being invaded…those of you who know my brother can imagine something of similar lines ( HI BUGGER!!).

Needless to say, we were greeted with trepidation.

And when we lifted the cover we discovered something very troubling…

It seems he’s a hoarder.

If you look closely at the above you will find pieces of every stuffed animal Gizmo has ever owned (including the dismembered corpses of both Hillary Clinton and George Bush stuff dolls), a few socks (laundry thief!!!), tennis balls, 2 1/2 rope toys, a kong or two and more. The source of the noise from the PD was also discovered to be a squeaking dragon given to him two Christmases ago. Evidently, he sleeps with all of his worldly possessions.

Some dogs play with their toys, ours hoards his.