I had to go to a family function yesterday, of course I checked everything before I left! No candles burning, doors double locked, gas off, toilet bowl closed (so nobody accidently falls in and drowns
) xtra food and water, no chewies to choke on, you all know the drill
I get home 4 hours later, and there sits poor Bailey on the couch with a cloth squeaker toy caught on her paw
The toy is half the size of her, and it was all tangled up in her nails. What if she'd jumped off the couch with that attached to her paw.
Now I have to add something else to my list of things to do before I leave the girls alone
