White Dog threw herself next to me. "I thought by now I would no longer need to constantly oversee the 'baby'" she groused. "She is almost TWO for dog's sake!" I wrapped my arm around the Little White Dog of My Heart, Queen of the White Dog Army. "Sweetheart darker white dogs, like Zsofia, seem to take a little longer to hit maturity," I softly explained. "She is not like you. She Who Will One Day Be Queen still has a LOOOONG way to go before she will be ready for you to retire.You must be patient and let her grow into the elegant lady she will become."
"You are so understanding, momma!" White Dog said as she stretched and got up. "I would have thought you would be REALLY mad that Zso ate your list of menus for the week."