I was leaving work the other day, heading home. I pull up in my driveway, get out of my truck, and walk up to the door. Whenever I put my key in the lock, Dixie and Bula hear it, and they know that I am home. Well, I open the door, and there they are sitting right in the middle of their big mess. I had a box of pictures on my table, and my girls decided that they wanted to look at the pictures. And that is all they did. They didn't tear them up or eat them, they just had them scattered all over my living room. This was a shoebox FULL of pictures. And they took out every single picture!!! At first I was kind of mad, because I thought they had ruined my pictures, but as I got to looking around and noticed that none of the pictures were messed up, I couldn't help but laugh.