When I went out to clean off the Jeeps and the driveway this morning, I had to put the bucket on Indy's head and pop him in the crate. This is what he looked like when I went outside:
This is what he looked like when I came back in, two hours later:
I am not amused.
You've had your fun. Now please take this off me.
Never make someone a priority in your life when that someone treats you like an option.