Marley.
NO - We did not get another dog. Three's company, four would make our house a dog ranch. This dog is Lee's sister's dog. Elizabeth was given a boxer puppy by her boyfriend for her birthday two weeks ago. She's really cute, but WOW - I always forget how much I appreciate older dogs until a puppy comes along. She looks cute posed in the picture above, but this is how she looks to Morgan, Lucy, and Trudie just before she attacks:
Our poor dogs have no clue what is going on when she comes over. Lucy just stands there looking at her with moderate amusement, but Morgan thinks that she's done something bad and this is how we're reprimanding her. Marley will run up to her growling and "boxing", and Morgan will stand there taking her puppy punishment with her tail between her legs. And poor Trudie - we just have to pick her up because Marley is no match for her. She'd much rather spend her Sundays as she did today... dog free watching Tivoed Oprahs on the couch. Oh wait - that's me.
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