Today we took a few minutes to change out of our church clothes and just talk on the bed. Despite being vocal, Andy is generally much too busy pining at the gate to get into much trouble, so we ignored her.
We might have stayed in the bedroom longer, but my phone started ringing and vibrating on the dresser. Dave checked it, and was baffled to see that he was calling me. We returned to the living room to find the dog standing over Dave's phone and wagging her tail, delighted we had received her call.
They told me poodles were smart, but this is ridiculous.
She would not oblige me by playing with the laundry detergent bottle like she had been before, but she's still cute.