I found that Abigail had broken into my brand-new stash of foam earplugs and eaten...uh...all 30 of them?
She's acting out. This comes at the end of a month-long string of eating various items around the apartment, including, but not limited to:
1. a complete bouquet of 14 tulips (not toxic, according to the internet)
2. a bag of almonds out of my purse
3. an ink pen
4. Nathan's "wacom" pen that he had to replace so as to continue his photography career
5. another ink pen that exploded in the middle of the living room carpet
The result is that she has been downgraded to a crate. And that her poop will be bedazzled with hot pink foam earplugs for the next day or so.