Ping. Pong. Wastebasket #1. Wastebasket #2. Spent toilet paper roll. Discarded piece of paper. She prances past me with each new find and then jumps up on the bed, sometimes taunting Rocky along the way.
I know full well what this means. It means I’ve been delinquent. She’s a dog. I’ve shirked my duty.
On the other hand, she behaved very well in the kitchen this evening while Mr. Big Food and I were preparing veggies.