...... on the basement ceiling, I changed my plan and poor Sasha just never got water in her bowl. I would put some in there during Michaela's sleep time if I remembered, but I know that dog was getting thirsty! :)
Well, thank goodness, Michaela has outgrown that stage. The DVD player buttons and the dog bowls that were our daily battles a few months back are now chopped liver to her when compared to tormenting her sisters dolls or climbing on the couches.
However, my newest little mover has discovered those dreaded, loud, messy dog bowls! Nothing makes Sophia happier than when I let those gates down and she can get her hands on those bowls to bang! :)
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