One of the many things I like about Ray is that he is a demonstrative dog. Not a wag-his-tail-happy-to-see-me demonstrative but the kind of demonstrative that makes me feel fine about spending an entire day giving Ray a bath, washing dog bedding, mending the dog bed, washing the blankets in the dog bed, washing the pillows that Ray curled up on when he was still damp from his bath, washing the afghan that I had to cover him with because he was shivering, restuffing his bed cushion, and putting his bed back together. After all of that, the minute I had his nice clean bed put back together, Ray, who never sleeps in his bed until it is bedtime, went right over to it, dug around a little to fluff things up just the way he likes them, turned a few circles, and then went right to sleep.
It made me feel appreciated. What a good dog.
Ahhh, I love the smell of clean sheets