So, while driving home from whatever errand I was doing this morning, I saw my husband and the dogs in the yard. They were playing with the Kong frisbee, which is one of Lilly’s favorite toys. She LOVES that thing.
I got out of the car, and Lilly dropped the frisbee. Right under her. Then, apparently, she remembered why she was ouside . . . and peed on it. She then went to pick it up. I swear, if she spoke English these words would have escaped her lips: “Who in the hell peed on my frisbee!?!?” She left it, and Kenny had to pick it up, and try to keep Ollie away from it as he brought it inside to be washed.
That’s my girl!