I came home to two excited dogs — Kaiah jumping, Grayson waiting his turn — and then, I saw it: an empty bread sack.

Now, please know that I just bought this loaf of bread the day before and had not even opened it! It’s my own fault, really. After all, it's happened before. I should have known better.

Those of you who've read the stories of Grayson's destruction, are all probably saying to yourselves, “Grayson! How could you?!”

Well, don’t jump to conclusions just yet. The first time around, Kaiah was the culprit; I had not even adopted Grayson yet. 

I love my babies so much, but they each have their own little quirks.

Kaiah likes to occasionally jump up on the counter to make sure I notice her, something I've come to call "counter surfing." Sometimes she also stands on my lap with her two front paws and watches every move I make.

It doesn’t sound so bad, but Grayson, my 75-pound wolf-mix, often follows her lead, which makes it double the trouble and double the weight on my lap. Because of his height, it is an eerie when he towers down on me as he stands on my legs — but, admittedly, it is also funny.

Grayson’s quirks are so bizarre. 

For example, every morning I open the doggie door for them to go outside. They stay outside while I go through my morning routine. Kaiah watches me through the window, and comes inside when she sees me start to prepare their breakfast. 

Grayson, on the other hand, stays outside. He prefers to wait until I knock on the window to let him know breakfast is served — like his own dinner bell. After this, I have to open the blinds so Grayson can check to see if the neighbor's cats are out. He patrols the window daily — all day. I have come home from work before to find large paw prints on a piece of paper left on the coffee table, evidence that someone (Ahem, Grayson) was on the coffee table, again!

And, instead of digging a normal hole like most dogs, Grayson takes it a step further. He digs a den a couple of feet down, and then tunnels into the earth four to five feet (it's difficult to measure).

Also, just as silly: he always has to walk on the left side of Kaiah while on a leash; he will not get in the car before Kaiah; and he has a specific spot on the bed. 

Now, if you're ready to play "pin the destruction on Grayson," check out the photo of the couch.  All that stuffing? His handiwork. And it happens to be the same spot he likes to cat watch. 

Sigh ... Guess he really wanted to get one of the neighbor's cats.

Quirks and all, you gotta love 'em. 

What quirks do you love about your dogs?