Every morning that Sam is home, he texts me from his bedroom: “Ok Send Blaze”.

Photographic proof (Sam has the grey bubbles, I am in blue):

Ya. We’re Frozen fans (that was his way of asking if I wanted to watch it). If you’re wondering what comes next (Today 11:52 a.m.), it’s “Send Blaze”. Then, because I didn’t answer, there’s another “Send Blaze”. The reason you can’t see it is that I couldn’t figure out how to get rid of my keyboard for the photo. Then, after I took the it, I figured out how to get rid of the keyboard.This is par for my technical course in life.

So after that text happens, I call Blaze. I ask her if she wants to “go get Sammy”. She then, as only her princess self can, rallies the royal groups and they…. well… go get Sammy. It has been this way since she was 4 months old.

Blaze takes her job very seriously.

So today, I grabbed my camera and followed the masses into Sam’s room. You can see the swish of her tail up the stairs. And then….

Bedlam (get it? BED-lam):

Boy.

Dogs.

Happy.

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