Tuesday, April 10. Daddy was getting ready for work. I was an innocent bystander in your bedroom. You opened your little refrigerator door and Molly jumped into the second shelf. You started laughing and slammed the door. I stifled my laughter as best as I could, had you open the door and apologize to Molly. Molly bolted out, I don't think she'll be going in there again anytime soon.