August 26, 2008

White Dog was insistent on providing "turn down" service for the bed covers all day. It seemed like every time I walked past the bedroom that the blankets had magically been pushed down from the pillow just far enough for, say, a miniature-sized American Eskimo to comfortably rest on the sheets. When asked, White Dog claimed the size thing was a coincidence and added that if she had turned back the covers that a treat would have been left on the pillow! Tonight, I must remember to check for treat crumbs in the bed before I lie down.