He went off the step to pee almost every time, and didn't steal anything from the counter at all. Mommy was really happy with him, and Daddy called him a good dog.
They were happy with me all day, and called me a good dog a bunch of times too, but it was so much better when I was the only one. I guess my fifteen minutes of fame are over.
Although, Mommy did set up a dog bed for me in our bedroom. I don't like to stay on the bed all night, and I usually curl up on any blankets or pillows that hit the floor, so Mommy brought in this gigantic pillow (she called it a doggie bed) and said that if I wanted it, it could be all mine.
I guess they still really appreciate me, even if Smudgie's currently OUT of the doghouse.
Take care all, and sleep well.
Rudy, with his very own bed
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