Look who wanted to have a sip of my husband’s glass of cabernet and a bite of leftover bread.
Bailey: “Wine or bread, bread or wine. Decisions, decisions. What’s a dog to do?”
Bailey: “So close, yet so far.”
Bailey: “What the heck, I’m going for the wine!” Blurry photo due to me yelling, “Bad!” and “Off” before any consumption was made.