It was yesterday, really, but I still haven't gotten over it. Look at them. Butter wouldn't melt in their mouths, right? Ha. HA, I say! (The puppy, Glory, is actually very good. She's not on probation here.OK, on second thought, they both look like they're up to no good. Oh, and the purple sweatshirt/turquoise track pant combo? NOT a Mommy Pick. But it was either that or more of the standard nekkid hooligan syndrome.
Anyway, naughty. Both of 'em. Just EXTREME naughty! Like naughty with Mountain Dew! I don't even want to talk about it yet, but they just...oh, my head.
All right, I'll say this much. It was the kind of naughty in which, while you're dealing with the outcome of one episode, they're committing a whole other crime, and they're in time-out one time after another, with less and less "good" time until finally it's just all time-out. When Alex got home, he didn't say much about Bella sitting silently in the center of the loveseat, facing the empty fireplace. He did, however, ask me, "Why, instead of her own crate, is Delta in the slightly smaller crate? And why is she the only one in here?"
I told him that she was doing hard time in The Hole. And then I told her, "Wagging your tail doesn't get you out of solitary any faster, Missy!!"
Alex wisely retreated, and didn't ask any questions. I think he had judged the space in the big crate and calculated that he would, in fact, fit.
Oh, and Bella took that picture of Delta above. And also some others, which she added to her flickr set. It's mostly nature photos, with a couple of doorknobs, a recurring theme of hers. Me, I like the coffee cup best.