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Tiny Terror

It never ceases to amaze (and frighten) me when I come home each night to see what my tiny terror has done in my absence.

This week she:
- Dug/chewed a 7"x3" hole in my carpet - all the way to floor boards
- Figured out how to break out of her gate and run FREEEEEE through the house
- Chewed through my $50 bath mat
- Ate an entire garbage can full of paper towels and other assorted non-digestibles
- Played ball in my shower
- Left jerky bits and rawhide pieces all over my comforter
- Left a nice little present on the floor for me to clean up
- Learned she is strong enough to move the safe on top of the aforementioned hole and continued making said hole even bigger
- Licked the inside of my nose
- Chased my parent's neighbor up the street

And yet, somehow I still can't get enough of that furry little face. Go figure.

Comments

Jessica said…
The parallels between child and puppy amaze me. Someday, you are going to be very well-equipped for motherhood. Except that you can't just leave them home alone...dang it. ;)
September 14, 2011 at 8:30 PM
Unknown said…
Jessica I can't imagine Ellie chewing through a bath mat (or the floor for that matter)!

and Kriss....that puppy does have an adorable face. At least life isn't boring.....right?
September 16, 2011 at 8:59 AM
Baby Sister said…
I didn't realize Ellie was so crazy either, Boyer. ;)

It's amazing what a cute face will add. :)
September 18, 2011 at 1:19 PM
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