*sigh* She's lucky she's so cute; otherwise, she'd be in big trouble!
Mollipop has decided that destroying drywall is her newest fetish. She's dug two holes in the drywall in our bedroom, one behind the bureau holding the tv and the other behind DH's nightstand by the bed. Bitter apple spray doesn't seem to be doing much good.
I was walking back the hallway the other day, taking freshly laundered clothes back to the bedroom and caught her leaping up the wall in the middle of the hallway. Yep, little gouge marks from her claws. I was in the kitchen this morning, making shredded beef for sandwiches tonight for dinner and she decided to leap up the front of the fridge. On her way down, she brought three magnets with her. I was not amused.....those magnets were pretty high on the fridge!
This morning she and I were in the bathroom. I was brushing my teeth and she was sitting on the back of the toilet, waiting for me to rinse my mouth out. For some reason, she's very intrigued by the most mundane things.
Anyway, just that quickly, she leaped up to just below the thermostat on the wall and tore a small piece of drywall off the wall. I grabbed her quickly and told her "NO!" but she pretty much looked at me and said, "You can't get mad at me 'cause I'm so cute!"
I don't mind trying (in vain, I might add) to get her to stop clawing the carpet. I don't mind bringing her down when she climbs to the top of the drapes at the French door in our kitchen and then can't figure out how to get down on her own. I don't mind the fact that no piece of paper in the house is safe from her teeth. And I don't even mind that I found her the other day, sitting pretty on top of my hutch in the kitchen, even though she's not the most graceful little girl and there could have been serious issues with some glass bottles there. But drywall? Oy!
DH told me I should have called her MolliStop because that seems to be all I'm saying lately....."Molli! Stop!"
I told her this morning that I'm going to give her away to the first person who walks through the front door. Does she care? Nahhhh, she knew I was kidding. She just ran out of the bathroom with that little tail of hers hiked up in the air. She's cute, she's adorable, and I love that girl dearly. But she does need to grow out of some of this stuff!
(Oh and, BTW, I was kidding about giving her away. Honest. But some days..........Oy!)
Mollipop has decided that destroying drywall is her newest fetish. She's dug two holes in the drywall in our bedroom, one behind the bureau holding the tv and the other behind DH's nightstand by the bed. Bitter apple spray doesn't seem to be doing much good.
I was walking back the hallway the other day, taking freshly laundered clothes back to the bedroom and caught her leaping up the wall in the middle of the hallway. Yep, little gouge marks from her claws. I was in the kitchen this morning, making shredded beef for sandwiches tonight for dinner and she decided to leap up the front of the fridge. On her way down, she brought three magnets with her. I was not amused.....those magnets were pretty high on the fridge!
This morning she and I were in the bathroom. I was brushing my teeth and she was sitting on the back of the toilet, waiting for me to rinse my mouth out. For some reason, she's very intrigued by the most mundane things.
Anyway, just that quickly, she leaped up to just below the thermostat on the wall and tore a small piece of drywall off the wall. I grabbed her quickly and told her "NO!" but she pretty much looked at me and said, "You can't get mad at me 'cause I'm so cute!"
I don't mind trying (in vain, I might add) to get her to stop clawing the carpet. I don't mind bringing her down when she climbs to the top of the drapes at the French door in our kitchen and then can't figure out how to get down on her own. I don't mind the fact that no piece of paper in the house is safe from her teeth. And I don't even mind that I found her the other day, sitting pretty on top of my hutch in the kitchen, even though she's not the most graceful little girl and there could have been serious issues with some glass bottles there. But drywall? Oy!
DH told me I should have called her MolliStop because that seems to be all I'm saying lately....."Molli! Stop!"
I told her this morning that I'm going to give her away to the first person who walks through the front door. Does she care? Nahhhh, she knew I was kidding. She just ran out of the bathroom with that little tail of hers hiked up in the air. She's cute, she's adorable, and I love that girl dearly. But she does need to grow out of some of this stuff!
(Oh and, BTW, I was kidding about giving her away. Honest. But some days..........Oy!)











You couldn't possibly get mad at her though, she's too cute for words! 

