Lainie ponders the tulips.
"Maybe if I stand really still, Mom won't notice me standing here..."
Evidence.
Aftermath.
I don't have a picture of what happened next, but it involved a vivid yellow end result that isn't supposed to be anywhere near that color. It almost resulted in a visit to the vet.
Lainie slips past me when I open the door to throw out some garbage, and she refuses to come back inside. I end up chasing her up and down my dad's airplane landing strip (for God's sake, don't ask) for the next twenty minutes.
It's been a long day, huh, baby?
