…she succeeded this morning.
I had taken her and Tucker on a walk to the neighborhood coffee shop, where we often go. Upon our return, I set my cup on the dining table, turned my back on it (and her) for just a minute or two. And this is what I found:
My delicious cup of freshly brewed Kenyan! With lavender notes!! Grrrrrrrrr.
We have no idea how she happened to disrupt the table cloth and dump my drink. But I was NOT happy.
Of course she was almost certainly not trying to make me mad. Just doing it innocently, like a baby.