Oh Maggie Lou, how you try my patience. She's not the sharpest knife in the drawer...metaphorically speaking her "sharpness" might fall more in the spatula drawer...but she's our pup. Though I constantly groan at her endless whining, barking, digging, destroying and chewing, I found myself up at 4am with my sick pup, cradling her sad head in my lap and coaxing her back into slumber. Maybe it's just the mother instinct to care for sick babies, but maybe there really is a tender spot within me that truly loves this dog.
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