Sage at Six

It really is hard for me to think that Sage is six. She still has a lot of lab puppy in her, but six. Phew.

She is going through a new phase right now. A little fussy about her food, rejecting what used to be her favorite chew treat (which I have two more bags from Costco sitting in my pantry, thank goodness Annie isn't picky!), and growling just a tish more at anyone who gets near my car. I think the winter doldrums have settled in. Not enough snow to be excited, not warm enough to stay outside...do dogs get bored?

Murphy's day.