This morning, I gave Chelsie her frozen yogurt kong before I went to work - as is custom in our household. I put it on the kitchen floor - the tile kitchen floor - in an effort to keep it off my nice, clean carpet. Not 10 seconds later, she picks it up and takes it into the living room - on the carpet. Not sure what the difference is between the kitchen and the living room, but apparently there is some sort of significance to eating it in the living room - on the carpet. Oh well.