Pippi has been roaming the house free of her crate for a week. She still looks confused when I leave the house without locking her up, and when I come home she waits in my room for me to come say hi and rub her belly. I kind of like this new arrangement. She's always exhausted in the evening. I attribute this to her probably feeling the need to "patrol" while I'm at work during the day. Her life is HARD, you guys.
|If only she wore clothes...|