Average night

So, tonight was just another typical night at our house. Britten got her nails done, so I was home alone for a little bit. While the wait wasn't very interesting from a dog perspective, it did afford me the opportunity to take a video of what happens when Britten comes home. It wasn't the most active they've been, they're probably still tired from the hike the other day, but it was pretty exemplary of what happens every time.



After dinner, there were some other usual nightly activities. Britten's computer bag fell over and scared the crap out of Cozby. Not literally, thankfully, though sometimes when he gets scared his anal glands express and it smells like fish everywhere around him. It didn't seem to have any long lasting effects, though, as he's now slugged out.

And of course, it wouldn't be an average night without Chili regurgitating a bone. Sorry, no video of that, I'll save that for some other time when I haven't talked about anal glands and need some material to gross you out. Funny thing about this time was that he had finished his bone about 15 minutes before regurgitating and didn't show any of the normal signs of needing to get anything up. Nothing. One minute, he's sitting on his bed and the next, up comes a bone. Happy Tuesday.