The sweet little pup is becoming a holy terror. Dear Old Doggie had been old and blind for so long, I'd forgotten how terrible terriers can be. She spends all day lying in wait for something to pounce on and it's usually me.
It's been hard enough keeping her from chewing up all my fancy toys when they are motionless.
Add a little motion and all hell breaks loose. Hopefully by July she will have calmed down or this year's Tour will be a bust. Right now I am going to go dig out a spindle and go sit somewhere she can't reach.