She protects me. She's my dog.
But lately, I've noticed a shift in loyalties.
She protects BRIGID, now, when Steve 'gets' her. She jumps up excitedly on BRIGID when we get home. She lets BRIGID comfort her when she's hiding from thunderstorms that are out and about.
Brigid, Brigid, Brigid.
I'm not so sure I really like where this is heading...