Because my mom is in rehab (following a hospital visit, not for drug abuse!) about 75 minutes away and could only get sprung for 4 hours, we had to have a "moveable feast," which included Rita of course... and some mischief on her part.
There were only four of us (well, five counting Rita), but I was a bit worried how everything would come out since I had to make a lot of it ahead and then transport it. Everything came out yummy though. (If I do say so myself...)
She was really working the dog-daddy, resting her head in his lap for maximum begging cuteness.
But her real mischief was getting into my brother's dog's basket of bones and balls.
She got out pretty much every one of them, and gnawed on each bone until she found a favorite.
I wonder if he smelled her on his stuff after he got back??
Did you have a nice Thanksgiving?
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