We bought new dog beds a few days ago, and the dogs LOVE them. They’ve never seemed to care about dog beds before, but over the last couple of days, we’ve hardly seen them anywhere else. They haven’t traded yet, either. They used to not seem to care which bed they hung out on, but this time, they’ve each claimed one. It’s cute.
They were being awfully cute most of the day, but now they’re in trouble. We left a couple of short glasses of milk on the coffee table for a few minutes, and Riley DRANK THE MILK while we were in the other room. The glasses were upright but mostly empty when I went back in the family room, and there were tell-tale drops splattered near the glasses. We’re pretty sure it was Riley. Roxy would have knocked the glasses over. I don’t understand how we didn’t hear him drinking, though.