Phoebe has selected under-the-daybed as her location of choice. She is NOT having puppies there, but if she wants to watch me from that spot while I work on the computer, it’s fine with me. The pink bedskirt clashes with her orange ears, but the fashion police are off on Sundays. Her progress up and down stairs worries me. She is already bumping the stairs with her tummy, but she wants to be where I am (and where her daybed is located). Chase is now leaving her alone so all three dogs are comfortably sprawled in my spare room/home office. Chase is exhausted after all day at the Match. He did a wonderful Rally routine — I was really proud of his attention. He did not sniff the horse arena packed dirt floor either which had been my biggest concern. Good job Chase-man. Hopefully it will carry over to the trials next weekend.