My ridiculous dog has taken her separation anxiety issues and scaled them down to borderline comedy.

Tonight’s victims:

  • a box of Kleenex
  • a jar of birdseed (jar intact. birdseed ... everywhere)
  • exactly one rail from the kitchen blinds

Nothing is expensive and nothing is harmful to her, so I guess laughter is the best response? I’m thinking of renaming her Janet, so that it’s funnier when I come home and curse.

In the meantime, please enjoy this rough draft of our Christmas card. I think it’s super cute (although I am admittedly biased).

Wishing you a Merry Christmas and a “Yappy” New Year!