Husband started packing for his trip today. When our backs were turned, Jake had dug the bottle of shampoo out of the bag and destroyed the zippie that it was in. When we finally noticed, he was laying next to the mess gazing at us with adoring brown eyes. We think he doesn’t want hubby to leave, but it could just be that he wanted attention. Either is a possibility.
I think that maybe he just wanted the ‘poo to be free from the suffocating bag. I also think I’m feeling a bit silly. I’ll blame it on low blood sugar post-workout. Ha ha.
