(Emily's new short cut, ala Daddy)
[Who me?]
[Who me?]We left Emily, hanging out in the silent living room, and went out to pick up doggy treats, her address tags, and detergent (for us).
When we came back, making a lot of noise in the process, the dog does NOT rush out to greet us at the door.
Instead, we find her sitting on the sofa, WATCHING TV.
According to Sherlock Mommy, Emily had jumped up on the coffee table (she'd also stolen the nail clippers from the tabletop for her corner stash), stepped on the remote to turn the TV on, and took over Daddy's corner seat.
Mommy was laughing so hard, she missed the exact moment to scold the varmint for jumping up on the sofa. So we let it go.
