Lucy has this thing for getting under the covers, especially under this afghan strip that I crocheted back in the day when I remembered how to turn corners (crocheting that is).
The other night I noticed Gracie watching what I thought was just a fold in the afghan.
Then it moved.
It kept moving until it was at the other end of the sofa and almost the entire strip had fallen off.
Gracie followed her the entire way.
Every now and then she would look over at me as if to say "You had to keep the weird one, didn't you?"