The truth about babies and dogs

Well, the truth about Sophie's feelings for Amelia was finally revealed today. Sophie, our normally rambunctious, happy dog, looked like a crazy-haired version of Eeyore when I walked in for lunch today. I can count the number of times Sophie hasn't greeted me at the door on precisely zero fingers. However, today, she didn't even lift her head from the couch when I walked in. It was the most pathetic sight I've seen in a while. If it doesn't get any better when Amelia leaves tomorrow, I'm going to have to find some puppy anti-depressants.