This is what I saw when I got home today.
April did not greet me at the front door, like she usually does. So after I said hello to the other pups, I found her on the bed. Needless to say, I don’t store bags of dog food on my bed. Yet, there is it. And that’s April’s butt sticking out of the bag. I don’t think she was unconcerned by my presence, so much as she was determined to stuff her little gullet before I took the bag away from her, hence my ability to get my phone out and snap a pic without her stopping to say hello.
But, like, why? Why take the bag all the way back to the bedroom? Why not just eat out of the bag in the kitchen, where the bag was originally?