This is a girl with simple needs. A place to dig, food to eat, and some beloved human's shirt to toss around.
The problem this week was that she chose the clothes she shredded. Picked one of my favorite items out of a clothes basket sitting by the washer, unattended for just a few minutes.
Yeah, I'll continue to give her shirts with which to play, but I won't leave my laundry unchecked.
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