Forgot to mention:
Last night during the bridal shower, our front door got opened and Darla ran as fast as her little legs could carry her down the driveway, left turn at the sidewalk and another left into the neighbors drive and straight through their front door that was cocked open and found me right away.
Christine took her home.
About 10 minutes later, she came running through the door again! That little stinker! She just didn't want to be left out of our girlie night! I picked her up and she turned around in my arms, settled right down and thought she was staying. We are more and more convinced that she doesn't know she is a d-o-g.
Christine took her home, again, and this time the guys made sure the door was closed!
