1904211548 – There was a time when Lisa and I would forbid Mia from getting up on the couch. It was a futile endeavor. When she was left alone at the house, a rare occurrence, we would return home to see clear signs that she had ignored any discouraging measures we had taken. Sometimes we would quietly sneak and peer through a window as if she was trying to hide something and we could catch her in the act. This picture sums up her response and concern for our wishes.
