There is orange everywhere.
(Cross posted from my blog)
Imagine my little white fluffball of a dog. Now, imagine that she manages to get a hold of my brother's paintball stash. And that for some reason, despite the nice big bowl of dog food and abundance of humans willing to slip her human food, she decides that they look tasty. Futhermore, she decides to test out her theory in a carpeted room.
I now have a little orange fluffball of a dog. And some rather interesting orange designs on the carpet. My mother is not amused.