Sophie is on a different time table than Mick and Hank. By 8pm at night the boys are down for the count. About 9pm Sophie gets her second wind and is ready to roll.
Here is the visual. The boys sleeping on the sofa. One on each side like book ends. Sophie will come down and bark at Mick. Bark and bark and bark until he gets up and leaves the couch. Then it's on to Hank. Same treatment. Woof woof woof woof woof...until Hank too leaves his warm cozy place and she takes control of the sofa like a canine version of Queen of the Hill. I'm sure she busts out into song as soon as she takes possession singing, most aptly, "We Are the Champions"....by Queen.
Following the sofa ritual it's often time to wrestle with the Sooner throw rug. It has been wrestled into submission countless times. Or, with an available Croc or two if no one is looking. Other times she'll get the zoomies and run laps like there is no tomorrow.
My guess is Hank and Mick are saying "what? what?? what??? what got into that little bitch". Or, "Watch out crazy female coming through". "Move it, move it, move it....protect yourself, run for cover!" Or...."who said she gets the couch? We were here first!! Mom!!!! Make her stop!"
Hank and Mick may have been here first, but Sophie definitely owns the place. Ya gotta love seeing this little bit of Pointer stand up and take ownership.
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