I was about to go to bed last night when I heard rustling around in the living room so I decided to go see what was up. I saw Trinity reaching her head into a plastic bag that must have been left over from our grocery shopping. I knew exactly what was about to happen, but I couldn't get to her in time to prevent it. She went to pull her head out of the bag and of course, the handles got stuck around her head and she freaked out. She had to have done atleast four laps around the house before she finally bolted downstairs. I was in the hallway, on my hands and knees, trying to catch her each time she ran by but she was WAY too fast for me to get. Bentley and Mercury were standing by her when it first started and I think she scared them too because they took off around the house with her. After the first lap, Bentley ran into the kitchen, opened the cabinet under the sink, and climbed inside for safety. Mercury kept right on running around the house with her though. He was like "boy this is fun!!! What are we running for?" She got the bag off downstairs and it took us like twenty minutes to find her because she was so freaked out. I felt so bad for her, but it was really hard not to laugh at her after I made sure she was ok.
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12/11/07 at 7:26am