Just My Side......

When we leave the condo without Fenway he runs to his open crate and waits for a treat. He knows we will toss him a cookie before we go....and hide another one somewhere in the condo for him so he can play search and find after we lock the door.

It doesn't matter whether we're out for 20 minutes or several hours, he is a good little guy and we've never come home to any unwanted surprises. But he is also pretty "transparent". We can tell exactly where he's been while we are gone.

This is my side of the bed. Only my side....never Dave's. It's easy to see that Fenway spent some time making himself comfy, arranging all the pillows just the way he wants them. He could choose any of two sofas or a side chair, or his own bed, or anywhere on a carpet. But no....he likes my side.

Maybe because he loves me the best! :-)