Mother’s Little Helper

Henrietta refuses to be left out of any of the action. As you can see here, she is being her usual helpful self when I was trying to make the bed. She either spent her time on top of the covers barking and tossing her toys around or ducking under the blanket and growling when I tried to move her to put the sheet on.

She's feeling my stress, I think, with the idea of the two of us making our way across the country from AZ to NY. We head out Monday after my meeting with my boss  . Until then, I imagine she's happy the bed is made so she can dive under the blankets when bedtime comes.