And then Webster had his fill and left Wallace.
She usually is last man standing during playtime. The boys tire out before she does. But that doesn't matter, she makes new friends to play with.
Like a chair. She loves gnawing on things. (No chairs were damaged during this photo shoot).
Webster just observes and waits and wonders if he's really related to his crazy sister. But Wallace just keeps playing.
Her goal is to catch the sheets as I fold - making it a little tricky and reminding me I need to trim her nails again.
Eventually she tires and the two of them curl up together and doze while I finish with laundry. Webster is on the right, Wallace on the left. Strange photo angle since Webster is noticeably bigger than his sister in real life.
A little while later while I'm in the kitchen Webster is relentlessly trying to get at something under the oven. I finally pull it out to see what was caught underneath and found this:
All the mice toys - 8 in total, my sink scouring pad that went missing and the bottle cap that Webster had just been playing with. Now I know to check here first before going to the pet store to buy more toys!
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