Otis was stretched out in the kitchen while I was washing dishes. When I turned the lights out and headed upstairs, Otis stayed in the kitchen. I thought Oti was sound asleep.
When my foot was on the first stair, I heard the clang of dog tags against the side of a dog bowl. I realized that Oti had been lying in wait, until I left the kitchen. Coop had not eaten all his dinner and Oti was enjoying what was left.