Oooooh, it looks like what Nicki does when we don't put the trash can on the table or counter at night! She was never ever into the trash can until I moved in with my husband who's dog LOVED to get into the trash, and since then, the two of them would knock it over nightly. Sammy has since passed away and now Nicki continues the nightly raids.... so we now have a teeny tiny paper waste basket (so that its emptied at least nightly... and if we are too lazy to empty it, the can gets lifted onto the table.)

And Nicki has the same "I'm sorry" look asRoxy when you find the mes she's created! How can you be mad at them when they give you that look?

As for lies, thats me when you WAKE me... my husband has a habit of telling me about the day's schedule and whether I have to pick the kids up and when. I just say, "um-hum, sure, yep, uh-huh." And then my husband wonders why I wasn't at the school at 6:00 to pick my daughter up from swimming practice! After how many years of this, he still continues to discuss things with me in the morning, at least now he leaves me the Palm Pilot with all the info entered!