Old Pictures

I've been busy going through old pictures as I transfer them from my old computer to the new one.

I came upon this one, and immediate thought of the Zadge and Harry.

Note Himself casually inspecting the damage, as though he had nothing to do with it.

This happened when Tallulah was about 5 months old.  I'd confined her to the kitchen with a baby gate and the brilliant idea to raise it about 8-10 inches so that Cotton could come and go as he pleased to visit her.  I came home a few hours later to discover a beach in my living room.  Tula had shimmied under the gate, and then ripped open a (clean) bag of kitty litter and shredded the puppy pad that I'd left behind for her.

This happened the day after she chewed a cabinet door to shreds, and was the precursor to her spending the next 7 years of unsupervised time in a crate or ex-pen.