We had a couple of busy nights last week, and Barbie didn't get to go on her usual half hour walk around the block. The dogs don't ask much of us - a walk a day, food and water. If we skip out on the walks then things start to get a little crazy.
We had left a pile of junk mail on the coffee table when we went out to work, and when I came home I discovered that Barbie had taken a shine to a particular hardware company catalogue.
She had efficiently shredded it and I thought perhaps I could use her services next time I have a pile of private information to dispose of.
