The problem was that I was only greeted by three out of four dogs. I followed some interesting sounds into the kitchen to find the fourth. Yes, that is my special needs boy, Kodak, sitting on the counter. What you can't really tell is how large his belly is from all the food he'd eaten.
I rethought my dinner plans (spaghetti) as I tried to figure out how he got up there. It wasn't until I went around to the other side of the counter that I discovered the key. Yes, I have now separated the boxes from the stool so his "steps" are dismantled.
Currently, he is laying around like a beached whale that has a cute little wagging tail.
That's a great illustration of 'whne there is a will, there is a way. Our countersurfing Maremma X has virtually forced us to be vegans - since that is about the only thing she has no will to find a way!
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