Nothing gets past my sister, Sunny’s, watching eyes. She sits at her perch on the arm of the loveseat and surveys what is happening with the rest of us, including Wen. She rarely gets involved with our shenanigans, but she also never misses a thing that goes on.
Sometimes, she looks like the Sphynx, perched upon her pillow with her all-seeing, all-knowing gaze.
I have to admit that Sunny is the wise member of the MacDuff clan and although she’s not our ultimate mom and ruler, she’s seen more and done more than the rest of us Scotties, so we treat her (teeth) with the utmost respect.
Never forget: Sunny’s eagle eyes are watching you!
