Liesl got a new little stuffed animal - a fox - and for whatever reason, Jasper took an immediate liking to it. He got it off the couch while we were eating dinner and chewed off a leg. She was so upset - lots of tears - sad recriminations about how she didn't like poor puppy any more. He slunk over to his mat and lay down, clearly aware that he was in the proverbial doghouse. But then she got over it, and we picked out some nice thread to stitch the leg back on, and everyone was forgiven.
Then there was this other time that Steve and I remonstrated with her about something minor, and she stormed off to her room and left us this note. Also a moment of being in the doghouse. :)
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Can't wait for this angel to become a teen, eh?
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