No, that’s not plural. We just refer to the dog by the pluralized form of the word. There’s not multiples of her, and she’s not even a puppy anymore.
Seriously, if I take the pillow, or have the audacity to suggest that a human use it instead of her, she sighs an exasperated sigh and gives me a look of disdain. The girl likes her pillows.
She’s also completely baffled as to why we’d shut her out of the house while we’re working on hanging lights. “What ya doing guys? What ya doing? This whole big yard I have to play in? Yeah, not as interesting as what you’re doing….”
But, this could partially be our fault. After all, we’re the ones who let her believe she was a lapdog…