Stuffed Fowl
Last night, Percy asked to go out about an hour after I’d gotten to sleep. Naturally, I assumed she needed to pee.
But no… she needed to steal Maggie’s new Stuffed Duck. I eventually had to throw it in the closet as she was pretending to kill it many times on the bed and it involved a lot of thrashing about and grr-ing.
Being the good Dog Mom that I am, I bought her a new toy today so she could return the duck to Maggie. I found a phesant that squeaks kind of a phesanty honk (okay, I’ve never heard a pheasant, but it’s a great sound).

I guess she really is a bird dog.

Did you notice how she likes sitting right in the middle of the plant?








