
You'll note the chair leg wheelie thingy near my head. She had to work to sit there, not roll over me, and get that shot. It's good for her.
I find many good pieces of so called 'junk' and shove them on the floor to lay on. Mom huffs and grumbles, but if I lay on it long enough, she seems to thing I'm attached to it.

Stupid humans. I am just training her. These CD cases are hard as rocks. Although the shoes aren't bad.
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