Rob and Gracie have a bed-time ritual.
When they go out to the dog-yard at night for the last time before bed they each get half a cookie when they come back in and then the dog door is locked for the night.
So they both hopped out through the dog door and I snapped a cookie in half and held on to it.
Gracie came in and I gave her her half and she trotted off to bed.
Rob didn’t come in…
and didn’t come in…
and soon she trotted back into the kitchen and sat in front of me as if to say, ” if he’s not going to eat that…”
Inga Duncan Thornell 