He shrugged, unconcerned. "As long as he doesn't tear anything up, I have no problem with letting him up on the furniture." He reached over with a free hand to rub behind one ear, Reb groaning and pushing his head against the hand, eyes closing in contentment.
"He's a very smart dog. Still just a puppy too. Give him a few more months and see what he learns." Reb thumped his tail against the couch cushion twice.
"Nothing really. I've got everything I need right here." He tapped a finger on her leg, looking up at her. "So how was your day?"