So NOT Innocent

Sam seems soooo innocent. Her little front paws crossed, just kicking it in the sun. The first hint that something is wrong, is hiding in her shadow. One of Bella's "inside only" toys. Inside only because the fuzzy guts tend to end up all over the yard.

But finally, I realize she's just calm because she's exhausted. And really, it's not easy to wear out a lab.

Apparently, this is how she spent her morning:

First, she had to spend as much time possible tearing off the newspaper wrapped around our new Palm trees to keep them from freezing.

Every now & then she'd look up to make sure she wasn't being busted - or to figure out why my man was rapping so hard on the window that it might break. Apparently since he wasn't heading outside, everything was good.

So she got on with her morning.. eating a little of the newspaper.

What she decided not to eat she carefully placed in the yard so the entire yard got at least a thousand tiny shreddings of news paper on it. Unless of course there was poop, and that was left alone because she knows I have to go there anyway.



That must have gotten boring, because when she realized her paws were completely muddy, she decided to wipe them off on Bella... using every inch of that poor child.