Family Scrabble night usually means Conrad gets an ottoman pulled up to the table so he can hang out with everybody and is still within petting reach. Sometimes he gets other ideas …

Yes, that is a dog on the dining room table. We’re heathens.

He’s not a bad Scrabble partner, though. When you play Scrabble, do you ever spell foreign words and wish there was a multi-lingual version of the game?

My family also gives zeros effs about looking at each other’s tiles. We often show each other our pathetic or awkward or hilarious tiles and bask in the schadenfreude of each other’s lexical misfortunes. Do your dogs get in on game nights?