Big news in the Mabel report today.
She barked!

Mabel played with the stuffies, the food puzzle, and then came for a pet.
She actually lifted her face close, then rested it in my palm.
Our little puppy mill breeder even wiggled her little tail nub. It was short lived, but it was definitely a wiggle, making it the first visible sign of joy.

Mornin from Mabel

Bottom of my sock. My mom’s been gone almost 20 years. My sister is still driving mom’s old Escort, I’m still wearing her cotton socks. ❤️