She is so cute.  She hates me going to work.  I thought, brilliantly, that I'd give her a stuffed sqeaky (her favorite) before I went to work on Wednesday.  So I did, she ran under the table and I hear squeaking as I leave the house...

So we get home, and I actually brought her a new one!  Now that I work next to dollar tree, it's easy an fun to get them for her.  So I gave it to her, and like usual, she demolished it in twenty minutes, destuffing it everywhere.  I was able to salvage the squeaker, to put in a restuffed carcass later, and went to see if she'd destroyed the squeaker from that morning... and find that the one from the morning is STILL WHOLE.  Weird.  My mom theorizes that apparently toys are no fun when I'm not around...

The next morning I give the still whole stuffed squeaky toy (heretofore called sst) and leave.  And again, when I get home the sst was barely chewed!

So Friday I give it back.  My mom, whom I work with, was coming home at the normal time, but I was going directly from work to Bible study so I told Mom to make sure she gave Sophie the toy again, if she hadn't destroyed it, when she got home.  And she did...

But just now I found that AGAIN it wasn't destroyed.  So I squeaked it and made her dance around and lunge and stuff for it (much fun) and then let her have it and she ran off and I guarantee it's been destuffed before I finished this post.

Isn't that so sweet?  She doesn't have fun with toys unless I'm around... it's also kind of overwhelming to know how much she loves me...  But now she has the weekend to spend with me... though I do have some database entry to do from home so I'm not entirely free from work...