Last night, Molly barked all night. I guess that she believes this is the best way to prepare us for children. J got up with her at least 4 times.
He finally moved her to the other side of house, in the guest bathroom with 3 closed door separating us. Silence.
Then Max barked.
He didn't understand why Molly was gone, and he missed her. J had to get up and move him in the guest bathroom, too.
Spoiled, rotten dogs.