Feeding Pujols

I found Hank this morning trying to fill Pujols's bowl up. We keep the dog food in a big rubbermaid container in the laundry room, and he had gone in there, opened it up, scooped some kibble, and carried it to the dog bowl. He was quite proud.
Subtitles provided in case you don't speak toddler.
'Here ya go.'
'Here ya go, Pujols'
'Don't like it, Pujols?'
'Want a put it back up, for you? yeah.'

'I pick 'em up.'
I think we've found Hank's first chore!