from fetching, running up the walls, late night plays, under the blankets and rug, the foot, the kitchen floor, kitty treats and more...
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| Kandy Tales from fetching, running up the walls, late night plays, under the blankets and rug, the foot, the kitchen floor, kitty treats and more... |
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| Kandy and Boxes!! Doesn't matter what size she'll wanna dive right in. If there are cutouts or holes in them she'll stick her arms through and try to get ya when you pass. She's tried fitting into a cocoa box, mac n' cheese box, and and other boxes that just don't work with her when she wants to get in them. But it's so cute to watch her try as the box is being pushed and sliding across the floor. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Plastic bags... She loves to go inside bags, just like the boxes, doesn't matter what size she'll try to squeeze herself in. But for some reason it's those darn plastic bags that she seems to enjoy licking. You can see her all inside a bag with her face pushed up to the plastic licking it, like the flavor just lasts. =P she also doesn't mind being carried around in them things... she won't even try getting out at all, she'll just chill in there and pop her head out every once in awhile until she's placed back on the ground. | |
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| She's so silly. My mom came to visit and brought a big cooler and had left the lid on the floor. Kandy went straight for it. She'd start rubbing her face against the edges as she sniffed and licked it. =P Then of course sits and rolls all over in the lid . She'd flip around and roll to every side onto her back and strech herself while sittin' there. Whatever she can get into she will. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Kandy's hide-away. She'll go in the cubbard only whenever I'm away or sometimes at night, to hide and sleep. If she ain't at the door when I come home, I'd see her coming from the cubbard. It never shuts completely so she's able to open it herself, she'll stick her head through the crack and push it open just enough for herself to slip in and then it closes behind her. When I'm ready and about to leave she'll know and as I'm walking out the door and look back, I see her slip herself in the cubbard or I'll just hear the thump of the cubbard door shutting and know she's in there. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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