Really….I should have known. When we went to bed last night the Schnoodle didn’t follow us upstairs right away. Papa went to sleep….Mama waited…waited…and then fell asleep. At some point I heard her happy little feet bounding up the stairs. Then she leapt onto the bed and settled in to sleep.
So I wake up at 3am….toss, turn and decided to get up. Stella is off the bed and following along after me. I walk into the living room and see this on the rug:
A sneaky little someone stole a cork from the kitchen counter and shredded it in the living room. It threw me off because normally she hides this kind of stuff under the dining room table.
And then because it’s 3:15 and I’m wide awake anyway…I get on my hands and knees and crawl into Stella’s “Naughty Spot” (aka under the dining room table) and find this:
From Mama’s all time favorite movie:
How she got hold of that…..only the Schnoodle knows….it was on the fridge….about 5 and 1/2 feet off the ground. She is one lucky little pup that the magnet didn’t get destroyed.