"Okay, you two, there's only one bumper . . . so play nice."
"You're supposed to share!" "No way!"
"I'll dig a hole and bury it so Sydney can't find it."
"HA! That's what you think!"
"You'll never get it now!"
"Caught you -- give it back."
"I'll hide it in this bush . . .
. . . Sydney'll never find it here."
And she didn't. I had to retrieve the bumper several times so the dogs could continue playing . . .
. . . because each time Jyah got it, he would hide it in a bush.