At three o'clock in the morning, I felt a nibbling at my ear. No, not a nibbling, a full fledged CHOMP. Benny, who has been featured in many a fine photo here at HHW of late, had decided to wake up and be hungry. His brother, Baxter, was hungry as well. To this end, Benny had decided it was time to wake me up.
I set the twosome on the floor, and they followed me out to the dining room. Alas, not only was their puppy chow bowl empty, so was the bin where we've been storing their chow. Down to the basement I went, to refill their bin, and back up to the dining room, where they waited not-quite patiently.
Since I was up, I decided to catch up on the notes and postings here at HHW.
The lively duo is/are now romping around, yipping and wrastling with each other. At nearly four in the morning.
Tomorrow night, they can sleep on der Brucer's bed.