Buster just walked over to the pantry/shelving thing where I keep dry food, picked up a bag of red lentil pasta, and trotted happily back to the living room with his prize.

I don’t know if he was planning to eat it or play with it, but he was very put out when I took it away. He’s currently sulking among his actual toys, and I am trying very hard not to laugh at him.

I could not love this dog more if I had a million years.