We're ready just about any time now. She removes shoe liners and gnaws them; She opens the hamper and spreads socks and unmentionables around the house; She streams toilet paper off the roll; She fancies newspapers and financial documents; She finds reading glasses and slobbers up the lenses; She ate an IKEA project bolt and ruined her X-rays; She opens the pantry in search of hidden treats; here she pulled Kathleen's jeans off a hook, went through its pockets and found a ten dollar bill. We're more than ready for an adult dog.
And if she won't hurry up, we're considering our money-back guarantee.
