Is it too late to inform Sadie that she is not a Poodle or Chihuahua, that she will never fit into one of those cute dog purses or designer pet sweaters, or that she is not a lap dog. Everytime we travel she does the same thing. She starts in the back, then she inches her way up to the front slowly. First her head is in the middle of Ashlee and I, then she rests her arms on the middle console. Next her paws and arms will move to Ashlee's lap and her back feet will be on the console. Pretty soon she is all the way on Ashlee's lap. Rotten, Spoiled, Dog!!
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