Cooper and the Potato
Yesterday, after cleaning up from dinner, I wandered off to brush my teeth. Coop is generally pretty trustworthy at this point and if the counters are clean and he's left alone for a few moments, he'll normally curl up in his bed and doze for awhile. However, I must have left the door to the pantry open because when I came back, Cooper was feasting on a potato. Why he chose a raw potato, I will never know. There were definitely more tasty items in the pantry than a potato. It was hilarious and in retrospect, I wish I would have gotten a picture. But, I was concerned with getting the potato away and giving him something more reasonable to eat since potato skins can occasionally be dangerous.