I realized several evenings ago that Annie has taken over the household. If I spend a few minutes "lovin' on" Sage, Annie's head pops into the middle of the action. Trying to take Sage for a quiet, alone, walk is nearly impossible as Annie waits next to her leash. And my mornings, alone, with Sage become a tad chaotic if Annie (aka Radar Ears) hears Sage rustling and comes downstairs.
Annie sits right behind Sage as Sage eats dinner, waiting to lick her big sister's bowl. And while I am eating lunch her head always plops on my lap, tail wagging, reminding me that part of my lunchtime is playing fetch with her.
It's been a total take over.
Murphy's Day.
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