Lucy went so long without feeling the need to kill her toys. But this last week she has broken that nice habit. I don't know if it's because I have completely thrown her off with all the packing, and things just magically missing. But she has been killing her toys, bringing them on the couch (which is a big no no). There are no dog toys allowed on the new-ish couches, it was a rule I set last summer when I bought my first ever new set of couches. She is typically good, but has been pushing her boundries. She even snuck something out of the fridge today when i was making a sandwich. She got put in a time out for that, had to lay on her bed and stay while I ate my lunch, which of course she did amazingly well with. Gave me sad eyes, but minded. She's just been a naughty girl, but I really think it's all the packing and me being overly busy.