Mischief: what a 5 lb dog is capable of

So I worked last night...got home at 8:30 this morning...went to sleep at 9:00 after letting the puppies out and playing with them for a minute. About an hour later, I woke up to Lily (the older dog, who is a little over a year old) whining at me. She usually doesn't whine. So I got up and Lily led me into the front room, where Daisy (who is 6 months old and only 5 pounds) was entertaining herself quite nicely with a whole box full of wooden matches. That's right, chewed up and strewn all over my front room carpet. This was in addition to Trav's sweatpants and slippers that she had been chewing on. AAAARRRGGGGGHHHHH!!! Mind you, she had a whole basket full of toys and bones to chew on. Apparently the matches tasted better. I swear...if she wasn't so damn cute and lovey...needless to say she spent the rest of my sleep time in her kennel. Lily came and slept on the bed with me. I'm pretty sure that the little tattletale thought she had died and gone to heaven.