On nice days, Sophie stands guard on her balcony, watching.

LOLA = C.A.T.

Once spotted, Sophie spends minutes contemplating what to do about it.

Then her thoughts turn to food.

Maxoo was here too.
I don't bother chewing on his head like I do with Pablo, but I still like him a lot and let him play with all my toys.
It might look like he had a sleepy time, it's just not true.

Thanks to Stanley, Sophie was sporting the best and most comfortable, yet hip, cool and funky collar ever.




I told Sophie all about Petey and his love of tennis balls and she fell asleep dreaming of the day (maybe in May) that she can go play tennis ball with Petey nose to nose.
As far as Sophie is concerned.
any dog who can obsess over as tennis ball as much as she does is her kind of dog.
Thanks for the baseball Petey!