Since her recent adventures defending us all from the threat of wayward toilet paper rolls, I have managed to keep any potential victims out of Amber’s reach. However, there was apparently another threat still lurking in the house. Though I am not certain if this is a foe that must be vanquished, or one which Amber just needs to study some more, or if she may be attempting to expand her vocabulary. First, a look at how far she generally must travel with her quarry:
Last night there was also a very full laundry hamper blocking the path. Which makes me shake my head even more at what she did. Like most males of the species, Sportsboy had a book in his bathroom which was laying in the middle of my bedroom floor when I woke up this morning:
A closer look at what she either seeks to destroy, or else, wants me to read to her:
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. None the worse for wear despite being somehow carried/dragged/swatted from one end of the house to another.
Yeah, I can’t figure it out either! I wonder what’s next?