Until I have a baby of my very own, Sophie is my baby. My pride and joy. This morning I heard her pacing against the hardwood floors. I snapped my fingers for her to climb back into bed. She jumped in and snuggled right up next to me. I swear I spoon my dog more then my own husband. She whimpered for a bit until I was able to calm her down. She passed out within seconds. An hour or so later my alarm went off and it was time for me to get ready for work. I jumped into the shower and all of a sudden she opened the door and came crying in the bathroom. She was very needy this morning. I finally realized it was the strong winds that were scaring her. For the rest of the morning she followed me every where around the house until I left. The wind can be a frightful thing.
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