My Stick, No, It's My Stick

 In true Chow Chow fashion, The W's don't play with toys very much. In fact, they have so many they never use, they didn't even get any for Xmas.....Shhh, they don't know that Santa is supposed to bring toys.  However, in true dog fashion, if one of them picks something up, the other one has to have it.  See the stick in Willie's mouth. (click for a better look)

 The stick is no longer in Willie's mouth.  His face says it all....damn!

 And a mighty fine stick it is.  Winnie is victorious.

 Stick custody occurs throughout the gardens.  Wee Willie finds them and not so wee Winnie takes them away.

 Sometimes, joint custody reigns.

 And sometimes, someone ends up stickless.

And now that Ziggy has taught the W's to drink any kind of outside water they can find, they shove each other for water domination too. There are a lot of noses squeezed into this planter trying to drink the frozen water.  There is a lot of cuteness overload going on here these days.

Comments

Bee Haven Bev said…
We call our dogs "branch managers"!
Susan said…
Between all that fluff and those long ears and wrinkles, I don't think I could stand that much cuteness!
Leanna said…
Way too much cuteness for me today. But I love it.
Guillaume said…
They are so sweet together.
TARYTERRE said…
cuteness overload indeed.
Rain said…
Definitely an overload of sweet and cute! There is so much love in those two, they are so funny! When I had the two pugs, they did the same, always wanted what the other had. In fact, Spencer, the younger one, used to run to the front door and start barking as a decoy. When Winston would run to see what was happening, Spencer would steal his bone lol...they are very intelligent those canines!!! :)