Today marks one week with Maggie Mae and I. She continues to have new antics keeping me on my toes. I believe she really is the most stubborn fur baby I have ever had. So opposite to Kenna but that's probably good.
I was in the bathtub this morning and Maggie was dashing through the house as part of her new morning routine. Every once in a while she'd speed into the bathroom put her little front paws on the edge, look at me and then run like mad away again. I had put my arm on the edge of the tub for a minute and suddenly Maggie comes dashing back in with no breaking system on her. She goes to throw her front paws on the edge like all the other times but the water made it slippery and her momentum of the run caused her to dive head first into the bath water. She pops up and looks at me like "what the h e l l just happened there?" Man was I laughing buckets. Needless to say we had to get her all dried off and sorted before I could finish my bath.
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