Harley took it upon himself to get his own dinner last night after I fed Lance. He started out on the rug by the coffee table getting little bits and pieces...
Then he decided that the floor wasn't comfy enough so he moved to the couch and proceeded to lick to the very very bottom to get every morsel... excuse the old sheets, they are magically keeping mator from eating the pillows when we are gone.
...And licks some more.(no sharp edges of course, all safe at Harleys household)
He is FOR SURE there is more in there...somewhere.
All done mom, see, no more food, not even a speck, now just go open the pantry and I will clean the other cans...
Next time I need the dishes done I can give them to Harley to go to town on, He's a drooler, think I might stick to paper plates...
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