Two dogs live with us.

Seamus is old and cranky and he loves me to the exclusion of everyone else. Wherever you see Seamus, you can be sure I'm within eye and/or ear shot.

Harry is actually our lovely daughter's dog but while she's on an academic quest, Harry lives with us. He is very intelligent. You can see it in his eyes sometimes, he's calculating and figuring out how to get us to do what he wants.

We often joke and say if he had opposable thumbs Harry could rule the world.

I'm not so sure he needs the thumbs, just a smarter family.

A couple of weeks ago, he delegated something from his to-do list to me. I wish I knew what it was. He followed me around for four days and never took his eyes off me. If I sat at the computer, he sat next to me and stared, his head cocked, his eyes saying, "Well??" If I was at the kitchen sink, he did the same thing on the floor next to me. Living room recliner: ditto.

I apologized many times for not knowing what I was supposed to be doing.

I think he finally gave up and took care of it himself. Now he naps when I'm on the computer or in the recliner.

I can only wonder about his next assignment for me. Hope I don't botch it up also.