We decided, since Calvin was making his displeasure at being kept indoors known by pooping in the bathtub, and Toby was expressing hers by walking on our heads and yowling at all hours of the night, that we’d close Stanley and Edith in our bedroom, and open the dog door while we visited my parents today. We didn’t really want to think about what we’d have to deal with in our room if Calvin and Toby were stuck in there all day.

Calvin is indoors for the night. We’ve been home for three hours, and there’s no sign of Toby.