molli, where are you?

this morning i couldn't find molli anywhere. she wasn't on her bed, 'on top' of our comforter, on the couch, and i was so perplexed. so i called out her name and from where should her small dog head pop out but under the sheets! what in tarnation? this is so crazy! she somehow managed to get under the covers and i had no idea she was there. that is one sick little dog. she's got some emotional neediness issues. i'm going to have to consult with ceasar millan on how to undo the years of damage by treating her like an actual child. "molli-wolli coconuts...you're so silly," laughs mya.