We were so excited for Indie to finally get to meet all of our family over Thanksgiving. I was getting a little bit nervous though you know. I mean I talked her up SO much. What if she didn't deliver the goods. Or even worse, what if she puppy farted in their face and they hated her forever! How horrific, a true travesty! So I gave Indie a little talk, I said to her, I said, " Indie, everyone thinks your amazing, and you are don't get me wrong, but sometimes you can be well...you know...be nibbly and gassy (she looked down in embarrassment, I don't think she likes to talk about her flachalants much)." So she nodded and i knew that my Indie genius would be just fine. So with her head held high we walked in the doors and you know what happened the second we walked in. My adorable little niece said, " LOOK! It's Undie! Undie! Undie!" and all Indie refinement left the building and she loved those kids and nibbled and tooted as much as her little body could handle. Meh, we love her for the little poop she is I suppose. Poor Indie has a new nickname forever now though, I just wish we had multiple Indies so I could yell UNDIES at the top of my lungs when they needed to come inside. I know, when I wish, I wish big.