It happens about 3-5 times a day.
Millie gets stuck under something.
The couch. Lila’s bed. Anything.
And it keeps on happening. We hear a whimper… then the sound of paws scratching at fabric and the floor…
…then we look and wah-la. Millie’s stuck.
Please note how Ferg looks on like, “Seriously? You’re stuck? Again?”
She just doesn’t learn, hence my rush to grab my camera and not lift the couch off of her for the bajillionth time.
Sometimes I really wonder about Millie.