He’s got a new trick that he’s learned all by himself over the last week or two. When his water dish or his food dish (a matching set, he’s tasteful that way) gets empty, he picks it up and brings it to me.
Now this is not only wonderfully intelligent, it’s also rather convenient for me. I know that if I forget to check his bowl for an hour or two, he’ll let me know if he runs dry.
I love my dog.
As with all things in life however, there is apparently a down side…
A. It’s 1:40 AM.
B. Kate and I are all snuggled up in the bed, comfy and close, enjoying a little “After” time.
C. I’ve just dozed off.
D. Shakespeare decides that the best way to attract my attention to his empty water bowl is to drop it on the back of my head. Oh, and it’s not completely empty.
E. I’m now wide awake, while he is comfy and close and dozing next to Kate.
F. Frackin’ dog.