Cosi gets in a quick nap on "Cousin Susie's" comfy bed.
The dogs are on their best behavior at Grandma's house. They are sharing beds and water bowls. Why is it that the water in someone else's bowl always tastes better? Is that like the doggie equivalent of the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence?
The best thing about Grandma's house is the low windowsills. The house is like one giant yard to Brisco who bops from one window to another, "chasing" the (fill in the blank here: dog walking, person jogging, or kid on a bike) outside all the while in air-conditioned comfort! We love Grandma's house.