Who Needs TV When You Have Dogs?

Having five dogs lends itself to lots of misadventures. Like having lots of children, you have your poop and vomit stories, the "how did they get into THAT" story, or today, it's the "Why did they DO that?" story. Especially Moto. All I can do is scratch my head. And share.
First up is Pinch. We've had close to freezing or this morning, freezing temps. We have a very large deck that runs the length of the house. We also have a large metal water bowl on the deck for the dogs (and the occasional bird) to drink from. Pinch just loves it when the water freezes in the bowl. His favorite game is to dig out the chunk of ice and bat it around the deck. I of course allow this and watch with great amusement.
But this morning was different: the water was not all the way frozen. There was real, unfrozen water around the edges. I thought Pinch would do his usual thing but noooooo.....different times call for different behaviors. First he batted at the ice, watching it bob up and down in the water. Then he tentatively put his paw on the ice and pulled his paw towards him. The ice turned a bit. That looked FUN. He did it again. The ice started a slow spin. WOW! He did it again. Faster spun the ice chunk. Now it was Game On: Pinch quickly got it down to a science, and that ice was spinning so fast the bowl began to move. Pinch's eyes were huge with excitement, and I had to keep a hand over my mouth so I wouldn't laugh too loud to distract him from his game.
Then began our morning routine of training, then a nice long run. Tired, happy dogs, tongues lolling, back inside the house. Husband is working on the computer. I am picking out my clothes to wear to work. But then there's this....sound. It's a really weird sound. I can only describe it as a "wet" sound, but not like a dog licking. It was rhythmic. Erik heard it too.
It was coming from the guest bedroom. We walked into the room and discovered....
....Moto was sucking on the satin edge of the new blanket I'd put on the bed. He was really enjoying himself.
Erik snickered.
Moto turned and was clearly embarassed to be discovered doing what apparently was a guilty pleasure. Ears down and no eye contact he walked quickly out of the bedroom.
I've seen some young-ish Goldens that will suck on a favorite toy, but that's an oral breed. But a 4-year-old Sheltie? Who knew??
What makes it even more interesting is that my daughter, when she was a baby, had a "thing" for the satin edging of her baby blanket. She'd rub it between her fingers and make a silly little noise. She'd do this until she went to sleep. Kimberly was one of those who needed her blankie into her childhood years and as the blanket quickly wore out, she carefully safeguarded the satin edging, calling it her "doodleoo".
Well, I guess it runs in the family, as I've discovered that Moto also has a Doodleoo.
Now, tell me truly, can you find something more interesting on TV?