Growing Up

In another month, Willa will be one year old.  Of course, there is no maturity here (you know it's bad when I think of Annie Oakley as well behaved), but she sure has it in her head that she ought to be top dog.  That is until Sage reminds her otherwise.

It's been a lot of work to have three dogs.  And there are mornings (like when I want to sleep in) that I wonder what was I thinking.

On the other hand, I wouldn't have it any other way....I'm just waiting on the maturity part!

Murphy's Day.