We were sitting on the sofa in the family room, Lauren and I, when I noticed something sticking out of the crevice between the sofa cushion and the arm. "Ew, what IS that?" I tugged it out. Wait, I tugged them out.
They were two dog jerky treats, long strips of burgundy I-don't-want-to-know-whats. We laughed at his forward thinking, tucking away a little treat for a rainy day. Hey, what do you know? Louie has caught the vision of food storage and emergency preparedness!
A little later we heard Louie in the kitchen and then, through the window, saw him scamper out the open back door with something in his mouth. I investigated in the kitchen. The pantry door was open. I peered into the pantry and it all became clear. His new, Costco-sized bucket of jerky treats was wide open and half-full. Louie had taken advantage of our distraction over the last few days (and ample alone time in the house) to help himself to dog jerky All Day Long, squirreling away more than a few here and there for later and (no doubt) eating a bunch along the way.
You've got some 'splaining to do.
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p.s. I took the waiting room opportunity to finally do a new post for Student Mom, if that's your kind of thing. Lauren's all tucked in on the couch recuperating and continues to feel better every hour. I have to admit I was a tiny bit disappointed not to get any great funny lines from her when she was coming out of sedation. Nothing like that wisdom teeth girl, anyway. Have a great weekend.