We've come to the conclusion that our youngest dog Sam...is either reincarnated-or just the run of the mill nut job. Leaning towards the latter.
Every morning he has somehow gotten a steak knife and has it lying on the sofa. EVERY MORNING.
The other morning the there were TWO knives I asked in if he were a ninja?
This morning? a knife and a soup ladle and in my best Julia Childe voice I said 'TODAY, WE ARE MAKING BORSCHT' So, there he's Julia come back. Megan said "Maybe he pretends to cook" lol. I have no idea he does. But they are all strange. But somehow they fit in with the rest of us misfits.