I have been very caught up in moving...spending more time away from home than my furry daughter feels I should....and upon coming home last night this is where I found her.
This is my coffee table in the basement "men den". For some unknown reason she was standing on the table when I found her. There is something in that face that reads "uh-oh....Mom's home and I'm standing on the table". The bowl contains Reece's Cups and the TV was not on...hmmm?
Once she saw me, she just stood there frozen. We had a stare-off for a short time; and of course, I giggled first. The ears went down, her nub started wagging and oodles of snorting began.
We both knew all was well. I am such a sucker for that little face.