Leaving Sage at Home

Sunday we decided to snowshoe.  By the time the car was packed and we were ready to go, Sage was still snugly asleep on a bed (yes, a human bed).  So, at age 8, she got a "pass," and stayed home.  Off went Annie and Willa (for Willa's first snowshoe).

When we got home Sage was still sleeping but seemed happy to see us.  She got her own walk around the neighborhood, special treats at dinner, and seemed content watching the end of the 49s v. Giants game.

We all age.  There are times I want to stay home, laying around in bed.

Murphy's Day.