My dad called last night, asking if he could help me out while I worked from home today. In typical Papa form, he wanted to take Ella to see some of his (work) customers, "show her off a bit", he said. She's been home with us for over a year now. If I had to guess, he's been waiting to do this ever since we returned from China.
We packed her up with all sorts of tricks and snacks for her adventures with Papa. He reports she was absolutely perfect. She could have been a holy terror. We'll never know.
(I cringe at the sight of my refrigerator as the backdrop. Trust me, there are VERY important people on that Wall of Fame. Eliminating is stressful business.)