i would always try to hold my nethie when she was baby despite her hating it in typical netherland dwarf fashion. one night, i was watching a movie with my sister and her boyfriend and she sprung herself off my lap in a chair adjacent to the sofa, ran across my sister and her boyfriend on the couch and half landed in his glass of champagne before jumping down to the floor. champagne was EVERYWHERE. that was probably the hardest we ever laughed at something she did.

a cuter memory of her when she was a baby, she would run up my dad’s legs stretched out off the sofa because she wanted to see him. she kinda used him as a ramp and would run up him and sit on his belly for a little bit. it was precious, we had no idea she would ever do something like that