Stress Is Bad

People always give us a hard time about boarding Sophie when we go on vacation. Some of them think it is mean to not include her...Others simply think we are fools for spending the money. I try to explain that Sophie isn't your average dog. She is actually the 9 pound living, breathing embodiment of stress. She isn't one of those little dogs that sits around and shakes all the time. That said, if there is the slightest introduction of ANYTHING new, all hell breaks loose. She can't even get in the car without a Xanax or two. If it wasn't so expensive, I'd fill her water bowl with Margaritas every day just to give her a break. So, to any of you who feel we should bring Sophie with us and put her through the stress of travel, I give you exhibit 1 - a gift she left me yesterday after freaking out all day while roofers worked on our house.

(yep, that is what you think it is and yep, that probably breaks every rule of blogging and yep, it is disgusting and yep, Sophie needs a therapist)