Please don't take my bottle

Sudo had to have a load of teeth out a while back because he will not let us clean them. And if he wouldn't let us before, the existentialism that would force a person to acquiesce has not hit him yet so it's probably only going to get worse.

He used to love playing with these bottles but went off it after his extractions. Now he's apparently back on it as if nothing happened. Dogs are smart.

This sofa is filthy because it's a dog bed now so don't start.