What started as a thrill quickly became an obsession. The rush of every successful mess left her unsatisfied. The DVDs and recycle bin were too attainable; the cupboards were rather boring now; the dresser had the same clothes in it every time; the computer wires were fun to munch on for a while but the rush had worn off…

She had done it all… until she heard of the ultimate feat.

She had heard of the legend…

Very few had achieved the ultimate mess. It had been done… but how? With Mommy’s watchful eye luring in the distance at all times?

Shiloh kept her eye on the prize. She had high aspirations. She was not going to let anything in the way of her goal…

She continued to hone her skills as a mess-maker while waiting for her legs and balance to coordinate their efforts.

The time had finally come. Shiloh could fully walk– thus outrun Mommy.

It was now or never. Mommy was in the other room. Quick! Make your escape!

And… there it is. The ultimate mess in all her glorious beauty.

Now let’s see what other bigger mess I can make…

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