The Momma

It's tough being the mom. Always making sure the kids aren't tearing something up. Or digging through the trash. Or swallowing their rawhide bones.

But Priss does it with such ease. Always patient (until R pushes her to the limit) and willing to sit with in a muddy puddle with Perkie when I forget to watch the weather and have to dash home to let them inside at lunch.

She is the sweet one. The one who hardly ever does anything wrong. The matriarch, if you will, of the Puppy Posse. 

And, unfortunately, the one who I've come to realize will just never be quite the same again after losing her big brother, Bo.

We do love our biggest girl something fierce, though.