We Scotties aren’t exactly royalty, but sometimes we can act as though we are. My older sister, Sunny, comes the closest, because she thinks that she is the queen of our little band of Scots and she pretty much is!
Over the years, the rest of us have learned to respect Queen Sunny’s personal space and her warning bark and snapping jaws, but she is our fearless leader and we love her dearly.
Long live the queen! Long live Queen Sunny!
Sunny
