All day long I run up and down the stairs between my office and my other “make-shift” office (dining room table). Pancakes always follows me to whichever room I am going to. Today I go downstairs and hear her bark upstairs. She is sitting on the steps, looking like this…

i tried to coax her down…

Somehow she got tangled in my beach bag that was on the floor! It was so funny I had to take a pic. She was so mad and kept barking at me while I was snapping away instead of rescuing her

and one more just because