Olive came to baseball!

Katie desperately wanted to bring Olive to the baseball game…so we let her.

And then look who ended up being Olive’s bed for most of the game?

And I’m so bummed—look what I noticed!! Olive is losing her olive on her paw.

Remember this is what it used to look like:

And then since she was with us, we had to find an outdoor patio to eat lunch after baseball… She was such a good girl!

Lots of Olive today!

She SHOULD feel as guilty as she looks this morning…she barked from 2-3am (even after Tom took her out, where she did nothing). Stinker.

Trying to take a work pic and caught her mid-yawn!

Don’t all dogs chew their too-big bully sticks sitting on their personal staircase with their hind legs crossed?

Olive is an escape artist.

Today I came back from the movie and lunch…and she was on the couch (and I had to clean up accidents). We thought it was a random thing but no, when we came back from gymnastics, she was out again.

So tonight at bedtime Tom clamped the blanket over the top of her crate area. Katie happened to go down to get water and…she was out again. Gahhhhhhhh. So Tom put more clamps on for the night and we get to figure out a better/less ghetto solution going forward.