All Grown Up

I knew the time would come when I would have to face the fact that my little baby was all grown up. You can deny it as long as possible, but it is inevitable.

You can't always keep them young, carefree and untamed.
Soon they must step out of their cocoon and emerge a beautiful, grown up, butterfly....
Sniff.. sniff...

I'm talking about Sophie....that cute little rag-a-muffin, puff ball of a puppy
(who, by the way, ate two pair of my favorite shoes this week so she's not on my good side right now)

Her unruly hair and matted fur had an endearing quality about it, but I knew it couldn't last forever. Someday she would have to come out of her shell and become the beautiful Cocker Spaniel I know she can be.

So here she is before the transformation.....

And here she is after......

Yeah, I know... we're still trying to adjust to her new look too.

I let out a little scream when I first saw her. There was a huge bear rug looking pile of fur on the floor that the groomer said was Sophie's. Miranda thinks they switched dogs on us and Parker says he likes it, but probably just so I won't cry. Hopefully Ryan won't go into shock when he comes home.

But look at the bright side... now that she looks grown up... maybe she'll start acting grown up and stop eating my shoes!!!