No Milk only Scotch

I went to the refrigerator yesterday to grab milk for my coffee only to find a bottle of scotch on the top shelf. I left it in there thinking Pete knew something about refrigerating scotch that I did not. When he got home he asked, "why is there scotch in the fridge?" "Because you put it in there," was my reply. "Hmmm," he said.

Clearly he did not remember putting the scotch in the refrigerator to begin with. I wonder what my husband's subconscious is telling him. According to Pete, there must be something about being married to me that makes him want to keep scotch in the refrigerator.