Accepted

Annabelle has accepted Spartacus as a member of our family; he has now joined the ranks of those of us who have had clothing consumed by her.  I found one of Spartacus' socks under the coffee table earlier this week, without a toe.  I captured her last night with a burp rag on video; it's entertaining to see her avoiding making eye contact because she knows she's naughty:

And once she finally relinquished it, she lay down in shame:

I know this doesn't really mean anything to anyone but my little family, but I'm glad to capture my dog's silly moments for posterity.