Since the beginning of school the boys have been bringing home drawings and other work that have Grandma and Grandpa's dog in it. They sang a song in music where they had to say what they're thankful for. On a piece of paper with the lyrics there were three boxes and Louie put Rudi in one of them. Another thankful project in art class showed not Benny's dad, mom or siblings, but his grandparents' dog.
I kind of feel bad that they're not growing up with a dog. But I'm glad that they have dogs in their life and I'm especially glad that they're not afraid of them. Maybe for them Rudi is a cousin, albeit a very hairy cousin.