Pushing Boundaries

Blogging Friends.... Life has settled down a bit around here!! As these words are being typed, my Grandma is away, temporarily visiting some dear friends of hers. She will be gone until Tuesday. Rose, of course has wondered about Grandma's sudden absence, occasionally wandering into "Grandma's" room!! Then, because life can be insane, on Wednesday, September 5th, we will all--including Rose!!--stay at this beautiful cabin!! For three days!! A mini-vacation!! I am looking forward to that....   

Boundaries. Parents set them for their children. Certain rules which must be obeyed. Boundaries are a positive, even though children may, or may not, see them that way. I never did!! Should somebody say: "Don't do this." Or.... "Don't go there." I would!! Yeah. I provided my Mother with some, if not all, of her silver hairs!! Alright. Mini confession over. We set a few boundaries for Rose, as well, like she is some child. Just a few. And one of these rules is that she never step "paw" into my sister's side of the bedroom. It is strictly enforced!! Rose "forgets herself" sometimes, though. Then this rule gets disobeyed. Oops. During Grandma's stay, my youngest brother--"Uncle Michael" to Rose--has been sleeping on a padded matt in our sister's side of the bedroom. Fun!! Like a sleepover!! This way, Grandma can have his blue-painted bedroom. Whenever things are new, or different, quite often, Rose likes to push the boundaries!! Such as jumping on our grandparents' furniture during her one day stay in June. Or, worse. Leaving "accidents" on our great room carpet following her adoption. They always occurred after we drove places, and "abandoned" Rose. Every time. She has since overcome this!! The other day, after I finished taking a shower, Rose was seemingly missing. I do not like it when we cannot find my baby!! I searched every room, people's beds, her hiding places. There was no trace of Rose!! Where is she? Then, I saw her. Lying on the feet of Uncle Michael's padded matt, as though she owned it, was Rose!! I silently gasped. A cockeyed smile most likely crossed my face. Then, I found the camera. I snapped a few pictures. Finally, I patiently scolded Rose, who, instantaneously, stood up, and left Uncle Michael's padded matt!! What a good girl....