Rubber chickens

I have been over-cuted in the past two days. Yesterday was Mia's first trip to PetSmart, the local pet store. She was freaking out in the car, whining and crying, because so far, her car trips have ended in needles. When we got out of the car, she got quiet and curious, because we definitely weren't at the vet. Inside, she wanted to sniff everyone and everything, especially the big dogs. She was crazy-excited, and I loved every moment. I ended up getting her some more treats (we were running out), a replacement baby for the one she tore up, a new toss toy, a squeaky rubber chicken, and a toy box.

At home, I set up the toy box, and she immediately climbed into it. Of course. She quickly learned that her toys were all in the box, and that she could take them out. So far, she's been really good about only taking out a few at a time, and I've been putting them back in as soon as she's done, instead of leaving all of the toys out, all of the time.

And then there's the chicken. The rubber chicken was on sale for $3.99. It just seemed like fun - even if Mia didn't like it, I knew that my friend Tony would have fun playing with it. I put it out for her, and this is what happened:

I watched this for over 45 minutes after work today. Every time it squeaked, Mia would make a weird, whimpering noise. I honestly can't tell if she loves it or if she hates it. But it's fun to watch!