Occasionally, and I know you won’t believe me but it’s true, Winston and Sampson get my cell phone and call Kim, my husband. When he doesn’t answer, they leave messages.

One day last year, Winston chew through a nice leash while I was gardening. He was afraid he was going to get in trouble when Kim got home, so he called and left him a voicemail to sort of soften the news. Then Sampson started thinking he might get in trouble – just by association with the real trouble-maker – so he also called Kim, leaving him a second message.

Kim saved them both, and here they are. Thought you’d like to hear what Winston and Sampson sound like on the phone.