omg...i cannot escape from taffy. i came home early for a quick shower and want to go to the barn so i can be finished stuff early tonight...and the miniscule dictator won't let me!
she sits in her bed and squeaks...so i pick her up and cuddle her and then i put her down and she squeaks again, so i pick her up and bam...she knows...squeak and someone comes so now she is squeaking non stop.
she is like a squeaky toy, except she is warm and somewhat fuzzy and she has a brain that figures stuff out pretty damn quick..