We call that game, “bite yer face”. I think it’s cool how they can go wild and never hurt each other when they’re playing. I used to play like that with my big dog. He sounded like a demon and the sound of us playing probably terrified the neighbors but he never once hurt me with his teeth. He hurt me with his big ass head a few times, though.
I wrestle with the wheaten and the beagle beaks it up. The beagle won’t wrestle with me like that. But she’ll wrestle with her sister for hours.
Last pic is awesome…“what is that rock?”
That’s just a big glacieral rock on the beach. The pictures were taken at Chapoquoit Beach in Falmouth, MA (Cape Cod).
She knows what’s up.
Look at them hound dog ears.
Beautiful pup.
Cleaned the room today and moved the AC I had in this window, gave her a little observatory to spy on the neighbors and lookout for cats and rabbits.
She’s a happy child being a nosy neighbor.
Here’s my 75 lb dog waiting for the 7 lb cat to move to eat his supper. Because he’s scared of her.
And asking me for help
You definitely dont have a more handsome floor than me.