Shey has been spending her days sneaking onto the white sofa when I'm not downstairs and instigating foul play with Dayton & Tula when I am downstairs. She typically gives me those puppy eyes and pretends like she's not being bad. Tula on the other hand, faithfully sits at the bottom of the stairs and pants (accumulating a pile of slippery drool), waiting for her 3 masters to come downstairs. Once downstairs, she prances, noses, licks, chases Dayton and then settles down for a nap somewhere close to Saige or myself. *sigh* Oh to be a dog....
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