Yesterday, we had a dry day with temps in the upper 50's. The pups played outside all afternoon. It always starts like this....a stare down.
Winnie is always watching for an attack from the rear.
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| Wils rounds the table in a full on charge. |
Winnie stands her ground.
It's all a blur of fur.
There are more minor standoffs.
Willie is big enough now that he holds his own.
As in any great pugilistic encounter, a lot of face making takes place.
And a lot of jawing too.
Occasionally I need to interrupt to explain the Queensberry Rules.
Willie presents a new challenge.
But then he runs off as if in defeat.
Only to return and start all over again.
Winnie attacks.
Willie gives her some mouth.
Peace pursues for the moment.
Until Willie takes another bite.
And this is why I now have two. Without Willie, Winnie would have spent this wonderful Fall day sleeping.
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