My Emma is a prod

I do love our dog. She is really Elyse's dog, but she loves us and is such a part of the family. Her name is Emma. She is just the right kind of dog for our big bustling family. She watches and seems to study the family dynamic and herds everybody to do what they are supposed to do.
Sunday morning, I felt a little slow and laid down on the couch and she gave me such a nudge and looked lovingly in my eyes."You know you can't lay down when we have to go to church" I know Emma, I am tired. She nudges the boys to get their shoes. She finds the most sensitive part of the body and sticks her nose firmly on it and you have to move. It is not a nip, and at the moment it seems insolent, until you realize that she is right, you should be moving in line with the flock.
Go to Church, go to school, do as you are told. She is another pair of eyes and a nose to prod us the right way.
It is interesting how much she knows about me. The little things that she can see and shows that she is now a part of the family. When I sit on the couch to hold my baby boy, who is no longer a baby, she thinks it is her time to snuggle. No Emma. and she rarely gets offended when I reject her, she is not my child. She accepts her place and comes, when asked and accepts her limits, most of the time.
She has alot of hands to hug her and pet her and she knows who loves her, most of the time. She is always looking for more attention. When she feels out of sorts, she sprawls her body out on the floor in an obvious place and sighs, nobody loves me. Somebody, usually comes to her rescue and gives her a little attention. All of it is never enough. She is always competing with me for my husband's attention in the car. This is our time, isn't it daddy? She looks at me as though I am in the way. What a personality she has. I love the way she shows the primitive expressions of love.