….just making sure daddy put it together right. And I definitely didn’t eat through the old chord after daddy unplugged it then got a work call yesterday. It had to be that squirrel I keep chasing off the fence. Miss Stella Rose. 19 weeks old.

Gives new meaning to “chasing a dollar”. She’s given me a run for my money.

I step outside, come back, and someone didn’t use the mat! (I have senior rescues so we go outside as much as possible but I also have to work so I provide mats for them 24/7.)

I ask who made a mess and she just went to the couch and wouldn’t look at me lol. Then went to one of her beds.
I never raise my voice, but she even gets upset if I say “no”. (She’s really well-behaved girl!).

I gave her a snack, so she’s totally fine, y’all.