Living with dogs is interesting. Just this morning one dog decided to roll on dead fish. That seems to give dogs great pleasure and of course the older and smellier the fish, the better they like it. And, naturally, they roll in something dead just a short time before their humans have to go to work.

But that probably isn't a long enough adventure for another section of the book. The young lab, who is now 14 months old, and taller than the 7 year old black lab, is still figuring out how he fits into this family. He is almost the opposite of the older dog. The older lab is not very social, which is odd for a lab, but he has always been that way. He has his own bedroom, has taken over the guest room and also has a kennel in my office. The young lab loves everybody and everything and has no room of his own.

So the young dog sleeps on the bed and occasionally sleeps on the couch, that he was never supposed to be on. But he worse us down and now the couch is just covered with a blanket. The older dog has never cared much for getting on the furniture. He has an old loveseat that sagged in the middle that he did like. However, the pup destoryed it by chewing on the arms. That couch was replaced with a newer loveseat that didn't sag - and it just doesn't have the same appeal as a saggy couch with chewed up arms.