Fio walked Sonia Dog twice around the driveway with four deer grazing in the middle of it. All it took was a stick and a half of PupPeroni and Fiorella's hand under doggie's collar. Somewhere along the way, Sonia realized that the treat was guaranteed, but she'd never yet caught a deer.
Maybe it's adult maturity setting in, After all, Sonia will turn twenty-one in dog years next month so she'll be putting all that teen-age nonsense behind her. She isn't as interested in rawhide bones as she used to be, and she gets querulous if we stay up past her bedtime.
But she's still our sweet baby Sonia.
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