MY Dog!!!

Yesterday we took our dogs to Petsmart. We had quite the experience while we were there... It went like this: Mom, Sarah, Chrissy, Me, and our dogs: Wesley and Lilly are in the bone isle to get the dogs a special treat. While we are there a man comes walking through. He smiles at Wesley, bends down to greet him and give him a few pats on his head. Immediately, Sarah Lu spins around, gives a disapproving glare and yells at the man. "Hey! He's MY dog! And you can't have him!" A few moments of silence accompanied by more glaring at the man, then Sarah decides she just cannot stay silent... "Wesley is MY dog! You can not have him!" More glaring at the man and decides that she must finish this off once and for all by saying, "You are a BAD man!" Needless to say, we were absolutely shocked. And, I'm sure the man was too. After all, it's not every day that you get called a "BAD man"(very enthusiastically, I may add) and are accused of trying to steal someone's dog when all you do is look at a dog in Petsmart and pat its head.
Sarah is very possessive of her Wesley. He is her baby.

And I added a few more pictures of Sarah and Wesley (Taken in June).