As mentioned yesterday, the puppies have been bathed. Last night, relatedly, Smiley and I ate dinner together. I want you all to picture this scene in our little kitchen.
I'm standing next to the oven, eating a piece of meatloaf, exclaiming my (at the time) very wise thought that meatloaf is merely a conduit for ketchup. Smiley is at the other side of the kitchen with some lettuce he is cutting up for a salad. Keep in mind that our kitchen is small enough that we're still within six feet of each other, easily.
The dogs were at HIS feet, sitting and waiting for lettuce.