This adorable furry friend has been testing my patience this week.
Monday morning, she walked right through the new asphalt my Dad had laid in our driveway -- directly onto the living room carpet. Tuesday afternoon, she returned her morning meal in seven different strategic piles around the house (all on carpet OF COURSE). Today, she woke Cutter up early by prancing loudly outside of his door, and then decided to lounge in my bed while we were out this morning - promptly covering my newly washed quilt in mud.
And that there, is one of the umpteen thousand basketballs she has suddenly decided are fodder for her enjoyment.