This evening, Godric let Riley outside around 11pm. Since Riley has problems getting up the basement stairs, my husband decided to shut the door to the basement and leave Riley upstairs...with no supervision.

For a while we heard a lot of nails clicking around on the hardwood floor. Then it sounded like furniture moving. I figured that Riley had finally decided to make the living room more of 'his space' (since his bed is in there) and was moving things around, kinda Feng Shui like.

Now, you have to know that Riley lays right in front of the basement TV. While I am watching mindless room redecorations on HGTV, he's snoring away...which, I figure is like the womb, you could retain some knowledge while you sleep. I'm no scientist (no, Julie, say it isn't so) but why else would they make those cassette tapes you're supposed to listen to as you fall asleep if you are fat or want to quit the cancer sticks?

Anywho, once it sounded like major furniture was being moved, like the couch, I decided to move my fat arse upstairs to see what the hub-bub was about. I mean, afterall, if the dog was going to move the couch, he was going to need some help since it is a La-Z-Boy and all.

And then I found him.

His head was facing the wall and he was pinned between two chairs in the living room. His back legs were giving out and he was pretty well screwed.

I moved the chairs...he just looked at me.

I moved the entire dining room table and he finally made an attempt to get out of the position he had worked himself into. You see, Riley's turning radius, due to his bad back, is that of a tractor trailer hauling a doublewide trailer at 10 miles per hour. And that's a good day.
Since he had been trapped and for that matter, upright for about 5 minutes, his back legs were giving out and I had to basically guide his butt out of the diningroom prison he had found himself in.

So if you have a dog, and it is unsupervised in a room and you hear furniture moving in said room, it's probably safe to assume that they aren't rearranging things.

Learn somethin' new everyday.

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