I ran away and got “arrested” for playing inside the supermarket.
I Ran Away And Got Arrested For Playing Inside

I ran away and got “arrested” for playing inside the supermarket.
This is Millie
While my parents were outside surveying hurricane damage, I helped myself to their supplies – pepperoni, salami, cheese, macaroni and cheese bites, and marinara. The marinara looked really pretty on the beige carpet.
I love eating electronics!
Even with the cone of shame on, I still managed to get into the cat’s litter box and eat all of the poop 🙁
I use the doggie door, but still come back inside to use a puppy pad. I am NOT a puppy.
Twiggy the old English sheepdog thinks she is helping me in the kitchen but she is a terrible sous chef.
Momma says the reupholstery cost is coming out of my toys & treats budget. I hope she doesn’t tell Santa Paws.
Maggie likes to do this, every single morning.