Testing the Limits

Deb:

After Freckles had eaten most of the treats on the plate, she ventured further into the room and checked out the furniture. She started nibbling on the edges of the magazines that were stacked on the bottom shelf of the bookcase. Whoops, guess we forgot to rabbit proof everything. When my son shifted her body to face in another direction, she scooted under the couch and stayed there. We weren’t sure whether she felt safer in its closer confines, or if she was pouting because she didn’t get her way.