by Judy Alter



Every night when I’m
ready to go to bed, I ask Sophie if she’s ready for bed. She trots to the dog
bed next to my bed. We visit and she gets tummy rubs; sometimes I talk over the
day with her, sometimes I just tell her what a sweet girl she is. When I say,
“Okay, time to go to sleep,” she jumps up and goes to her crate (she’s
housebroken but occasionally unreliable). In the