So the way our house is laid out, when the sliding doors in the kitchen and the bedroom are both open, it’s possible to run around in circles forever. Tucker and Trixie, who’ve lived here for six years, have never seemed to quite realize this; but Dennis has.
“Round and round he goes, where he stops … hey, get off my bed!”
Oh dear, just look at how badly the dogs have messed up the bed. And after I spent all morning making it with hospital corners, too! (That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.)