I refer -- sadly -- to myself, rather than the dog.
I just went into the kitchen to face the boooooring task of cutting up cheese into tiny cubes for treats. I opened the frig and spied the container of shredded cheese left over from last night’s tacos.
Duh.
Five minutes with the cheese grater and I now have enough treats to do the other two boring bathrooms with Parker.
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