Kathleen and Stan were minding their own business this afternoon, flipping back and forth between the PGA and the anemic Twins. Kathleen looked up and whaddya know, there was Birdie, calmly ensconced on the poker table, testing us and acting like she belonged there, just waiting for the dealer to dish her some aces.This is a first. Nobody told her she couldn't be there. Now it looks like we can't leave the chairs akimbo anymore. Sheesh.
She's six months old and still a puppy. After four months of this constant puppy hijinks, we can't wait for an adult dog to show up. Going to be spayed on Friday. That ought to be a game changer. Let's see her climb on tables wearing a post-surgery cone.
