Gimli needs to learn to speak

Gimli has an orange rope and tennis ball toy that is meant as an outside only toy.  Its fairly long and with two tennis balls attached to it I'm paranoid it ends up crashing into something important like my head.

A few weeks ago, we were playing fetch in the backyard and Gimli left it out there when we came in. Factor in a few days of rain and snow and all around damp weather and by the time Gimli decided it bring it back into the house, it was still damp.

I put it into the bathtub to dry off, thinking it was as good a place as any.

 

Only to discover Gimli in this position, patiently waiting for his toy.

If he had said something, he would have gotten to this place much faster.