refreshing the q-tips I use for nosework. Thankfully I put a piece of foil on the counter first because I managed to knock over the bottle of clove oil. I put a folded paper towel over the puddle, got everything put away, and then wadded up the foil and threw it out (in a zip lock bag). A few minutes later I saw Caleb standing in the kitchen doorway with a huge drool string hanging from his mouth. Of course I thought something was wrong with him, until I remembered he drools when he's doing nosework.
