A lot of nights by the time I am home, Ryan has already left for a rehearsal or a gig. Usually he leaves me a note on the counter to let me know if the dog has already eaten or if I need to feed her. Or he’ll call or text me to say, Izzie has already eaten, and don’t let her tell you otherwise. Today, she today me herself that she had not yet eaten:
And of course after I fed her, she went right in and ate the cat food. Bad. Dog.
that is SO cute.