The walk of shame

I must preface this little clip by saying that Daisy has been desperate for attention lately. She steals the baby's pacifiers, and last week her suction bulb (lovingly referred to around here as Emma's "bugger sucker") turned up in Daisy's bed......licked clean. Dan can handle baby poo and spit-up, but baby boogers is a whole different ball game. He turned green when he found it (I digress). Even last night at the exact moment Emma was spitting up on me, I could hear Daisy barfing in the hallway. Coincidence? I think not.

This morning I found a huge pile of tissue pieces (more than likely from the bathroom trash can) in the middle of the living room floor. This is a classic Daisy offense. As soon as she saw me walk into the room and spot her little parole violation she ran with her tail between her legs into her "cage" a.k.a jail. This clip is after she came out of jail and I found another piece of tissue. She never acts as guilty when she sees the camera. She knows she has amused me if I'm pointing it in her direction. Don't worry. As soon as shut the camera off she bounced out of her cage requesting a treat for her Oscar nominated role in the feature presentation of "sorry doggy won't do that again if you will just give me more attention like before that loud squeaky baby came to live with us."