Carson was in the bathroom with me this morning as I finished getting ready for work when Potter started barking to come in. I left Carson digging under the sink, like he usually does, to get the dog. After getting Potter and treat and coming back to my room, Carson wasn't there. He loves to hide, so I asked, "Where is Carson?" The cabinet door opened and out popped Carson. Too funny! Once he saw my smile, he backed in again and shut the door. He popped out when Grampa Ron showed up, and it took both of us to convince Carson to come out and stay out. What a little turkey!
