This morning we spent some time out in the yard, despite the 90 degree heat. I swung in the hammock, Dom sat nearby in a chair, Bella ran around and got into everything. At one point she cuddled with me in the hammock for a while. Dom snapped this picture with his cell phone.
After dinner she dragged this box from the kitchen into the dining room. I’m not quite sure how she ended up inside it, though. I heard a thump, looked up, and there she was. Poor thing had to wait for dad to get the camera and snap a photo before we rescued her. She wasn’t screaming, though, just whining. If it had been shriller, I wouldn’t have waited.
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