I found Ellison trying to put my shoes on. She managed to do so, and thought she was hot stuff.
We decided that Ellison needs to earn her keep around here! Tiny as she may be, that's no excuse - they make vacuums small enough, you know. I better add the disclaimer that I'm only kidding before one of you calls Social Services on us. Ellison actually likes the little hand-held Shark vacuum that I use. If it's sitting there, she'll go up to it and figure out how to turn it on, and then is so startled that she makes a beeline for me. When it's off, she enjoys pretending to help out.
About the only way I can try to cook or do anything in the kitchen without Ellison clawing at my legs is to open the "plastics" cupboard for her. She loves causing disarray with the "Ellison" section of the cupboard, and trying to put lids on the tupperware.
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