Last night, we ate our last bedtime snack.
Early this morning--SHE said it was too cold (-2.5°C) for a walk and Roxy's wonky foot was too sore--SHE baked us some peanut butter treats.
SHE was too lazy to roll them out and make bone shaped, but we like any shape.
They're in the treat jar that Ernie sent Roxy.
We had a taste test.
Dui was too fast.
We came back just to see if there were any more.
There weren't, but we'll have some at bedtime tonight.