Lou was sleeping on the bed upstairs- a likely story.
Me? I was doing my make-up before class- also a likely story
Hannah, you ask? Hannah was pooping downstairs (messy ones), stepping in it, and leaving poop puppy prints on our white rug all the way up the stairs up to our bed... upon which she jumped, happy & oblivious.
Oh, and this was after she was punished for accosting my New Balance sneaker. So far she has not discovered the joys of my underwear. But I give it 2 days.
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