Panty Raid

I was uber excited about my new walk in closet with built in drawers until the short one discovered my good fortune.

Now, on a daily basis, she comes prancing into whatever room I'm in wearing a random assortment of my undergarments around her neck and arms - apparently they are actually gloves and scarves for the royal ball.

She always manages to find the most lacy and skimpily cut. The sad thing is most times I make some form of comment like - Is that mine? I didn't know I had that!

Scott finds it saddest of all.