4am and Evie is whining. Whining. It wakes us up and is mighty annoying. I open the door and summon her and she plops down on the rug in our bedroom. No, she doesn’t have to go to the bathroom and no, she isn’t sick. So get out we say and go back to bed. The whining starts again. Grrrrr. But now we discover the reason for it. Jampa is crying in his kennel downstairs and Evie is rousing the adults to help him. Wow! What a big sister dog. Poor Jampa almost had to pee on his little rug with the paw prints on it.

Evie has turned out to be quite wonderful. May Jampa bring her happiness in her elder age.