Yesterday, I came home from the commissary and I was in the process of unloading groceries. I tossed a 6 pack of toilet paper into the hall by the downstairs bathroom. I finished putting away all the other kitchen type things and headed upstairs with a bag of stuff to put away. While I was up there, I worked on folding some laundry. Miss Molly ended up coming upstairs, too. Only she was downstairs by herself for a little while. I thought nothing of it. She spends lots of time alone when I am our running around. She does OK.
She crawled into our unmade bed to take a nap (don't judge me). She seemed worn out. Guess she had been having a busy day or something. Our vet always says that puppies have 2 speeds: on and off. I guess she needed to turn off and rest.
So this is the sweet puppy that was napping in my bed:
And a little while later, I needed to go downstairs for something.
When I got down there, I saw this:
I didn't notice any tissue on the floor before.
So upstairs, there is this precious lump of canine cuteness:
I guess she was resting after she did this:
I mean, how can something as peaceful and darling as this:
do something like this:
For her sake, I am pretty glad that she looks like this:
BUT looks can be pretty darn deceiving, you know??