Ellie is perpetually on the move. There may be a period of days where she gravitates to certain areas and toys over and over again but then out of nowhere she decides to go on a discovery mission to see what else she can chew, scratch, climb or jump on. Last night, she discovered our second couch. It's odd, its one of the largest pieces of furniture in the room and yet she never expressed an interest in it until now. Perhaps it is because Marc and I never really use it, we prefer the softer, more comfortable couch that faces the television; despite the fact that she likes to stay just our of arms reach, she still likes to be close to us. It's a good thing I don't like that couch very much because it's about to be mauled at the hands (paws, actually) of Ellie the destroyer.