Bones, bones, bones

New dog Ruby (the name that stuck) has been going around collecting all of the rawhide chews and bones that Caden has forgotten. Tonight she found one upstairs and went tiptoeing out of the room with it, as if not quite sure that it was ok for her to have it. She went into her crate with the bone, which means she remembers last night's lesson (i.e., that the crate is the safe place for her to bring her chew toys).

The tiptoe act was very funny. I know, easily amused, here...