We got home at 11-12ish and mom (being an unprepared first-time mom) decided that she and aunt elly should get me a baby gate so that i wouldn't poop and pee all over the carpet. because it was so late, they headed to the 24-hour walmart and left me & my leash tied to the oven door in the kitchen in the hopes that it would make me stay on the tile! weren't they surprised to find me hiding under the dining room table when they got back!!
thats how it all began. here are some flash-backs:
mom says the best thing she ever ever did is get me : )