Some time back, I wrote about the battle Maggie and I were waging over the bath mat. It has been my position that since I was the one taking the shower, I get to use the bath mat when I’m through. Maggie has taken the position that it’s her “dog bed” when she is in the bathroom. I have even left the bath mat hanging on the tube. While I’m in the shower, Maggie will take it down and make it her bed. This morning I could not recall the last time I used the bath mat? I have concluded that Maggie has won the war. The bath mat is now a dog bed.