My mom had a contractor come do some work on her kitchen and bathroom. Since he was connected to two people she knows and trusts, she left him alone while she went off to one of her events this evening.
And since he’s been a dog owner, she said, “Just put Gracie in her crate when you leave.” She figured if he can remodel a home he can figure out how to put a dog into a crate.
He decided to show some initiative. He left me alone with one of our favorite cat cushions. I loved it.
When my mom came home the crate was filled with this cottony stuff. “I hope you didn’t eat it,” she said to me in a very stern tone.
Then she took this photo.
I guess I’ll be going commando again next time, as discussed in this earlier post.