In the meantime, I wish I had 6 extra eyeballs (throughout the house, not attached to my head) to be able to keep an eye on her at all times. By the way... she's now sleeping which allows me to be typing.
At the end of the day, I know she will eventually learn to knock at the back door like Pellet does. Until then, thank you Spot Shot and Norm's old tee shirts. Although the process may be frustrating and nerve racking, how can we resist this:
It makes it all worthwhile.
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