The Rapscallion came to dinner

Sometimes we allow Guinness to wander the house briefly. Other times, he eludes us and gives himself a tour of the forbidden areas. Today, he escaped to the lower level, grabbed my brandnew CM case for my circle cutters, which I bought this past weekend, leaving teeth marks in it. Later, he ran down there again. This time he spilled my purse, stole my Brighton cosmetic case, and punched it with his teeth. When we came inside from playing before human dinnertime, we allowed him to join us in the kitchen. He was amazingly good while we prepared our leftovers, so we allowed him to stay while we ate. He tried really hard to be a good boy, but had to be stopped from – pulling my placemat off the table, chewing on the chair rungs, chomping on the window sill (reminiscent of his big brother who ruined all the kitchen window sills), tasting the wood blinds, and uprooting a plant. He did bite off some tips on the aloe plant which was inconsequential naughtiness. He put his paws on the countertop to see what was up there (another flashback to Hershey’s youth). We tried sit stays and down stays with limited success. He tackled Hershey who was lying in his usual spot between the table and wall. Believe it or not, we considered this limited roguish behavior to be a successful experience in household manners.