Poor Sophie. Whenever we visit Erin and her family, she is forced to either participate in whatever madness the boys have cooked up, or find something else to keep her occupied.
It’s always funny to watch her observe the boys (this time run around the backyard, in the dark, armed with helmets and flashlights) wearing an expression that can only be interpreted to say “they are a bunch of idiots.”
This time she had a new companion – Casey, Erin’s not so little puppy. And we learned what “puppy love” really means.
Little does Erin know how close she was to “losing” her dog into the depths of our Equinox. You really shouldn’t joke with a 7 year old girl about taking the dog home with her.
Now that she’s got the puppy bug, I’m fully prepared to resist the begging and pleading that is sure to come. My first line of defense will be that our dear old crabby cat Claudia will try to gouge a puppy’s eyes out. And my second defense?
I’ll just tell her to go ask her dad.