So last night my “sleeper canine assassin” status was upgraded and so upon waking it was immediately apparent to my love that I was to be regarded with intense suspicion. Fortunately, I was able to give him the “anti-assassin” meds before he was fully alert but he refused the seizure meds which are sprinkled over his yogurt. Clearly, I was trying to poison him and so he determined that moving the trash can from the back garden to the front would be a good distraction. Of course he had to take the dogs with him lest they be poisoned in his absence. I took advantage of the open garage and took him on a drive without the dogs and I am now back to benevolent caregiver status. He will carry the cat scratch pad just in case, however, as a subtle message that I am being watched