I was sitting on the couch earlier this evening and good ole Frankie poo was snuggled up next to me. Beau looked at us and started laughing and asked "Did you do that to Frankie's nose?"
"Do what?" I asked.
Where she found a random glitter star on our floor, I have no idea. I think it fell off of a Christmas package.
She's like our own personal Rudolph that is very late for Christmas :-)