Lexie's A Slut

So said Marilee this afternoon after I sent her a photo I'd taken of Lexie last week.

Had a few minutes to spare in class, and had brought my camera to class to take some pix of the machine I was working on.

Realized that I hadn't sent the pic to Marilee yet, so did so today.

That's Lexie the Slut.

Lexie has an unwavering habit of staying outside for potty far longer than is necessary; though I wasn't home for it, I got a play-by-play of what happened yesterday from Marilee.

She'd gone out yesterday and though Marilee had to excessivly coax her back inside, when she did, Lexie was soaked from head to toe from the freshly-fallen snow. And when Marilee tried to pick her up with the towel to dry her off, she ran. And when she finally did capture her to dry her off, Lexie growled at Marilee.

Yesterday I was in one of those funks where I realized I really did need to get Marilee her own dog, since it was really becoming apparent that I really HAD stolen her dog.

Until this afternoon, that is.

Marilee informed me that she has a new admirer - Lexie! Seems Lexie even slept with her last night, something I'm reluctant to admit she'd never really done before.

So maybe I don't need to get her another dog. The real test will be early - really early - Friday morning when I get home...