This is how he sleeps. With five pillows.
I use one. R uses three. I’ve always been on her case for using three pillows.
The boy has learnt from her, and then left her behind.
Then there’s me.
I’m not allowed, by R, to put dishes in the dishwasher. She has her method of placing the dishes, and I apparently mess it up.
I’ve been trained to rinse the dishes and place them on the kitchen top above the dishwasher. She puts them in later.
Last night I cleared the sink after dinner and placed the dishes above the dishwasher. Took me a moment to realise that she’s been in India for a couple of days, and I am allowed to put the dishes in while she’s away. My training has been thorough.
To confuse the anthropomorphizing further, my dog learns better than me, while I’m trained better than him!