I interrupt regularly scheduled posting to share another Carly escapade.

J left her as usual on her ottoman with her morning treat. When I got home she was no where to be found. Scary since she normally at least looks up from the couch when you walk in the door. Until I noticed our master bathroom door was shut. There she was locked in the bathroom. I have no idea for how long--though it was long enough to dig all of our dirty clothes out of the closet and make a dog bed.

As for the picture--yes our dog is wearing slippers, got to keep things fun.

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