They are crazed animals. Slavering jaws and long teeth tearing each other to pieces. Well, that’s what it looks like. For that matter, it’s also how it sounds. Growling, snarling … and occasional yaps that don’t sound like normal barking. I call it “play barking.” It is higher pitched and it makes my brain vibrate.
When they really get into it, I get a headache. Bonnie and Duke like to have the biggest battle on the sofa in between Garry and I. What’s wrong with the damned floor?
They enjoy this.
With Gibbs and Duke, Gibbs is generally Omega while Duke does Alpha. Except outside. Where they have a violent, intense relationship involving fangs and racing around at top speed. I cannot explain any of it and I am not going to try.
And for everyone who wants to know where the new dog door is, it is neatly tucked into one side of the door.
Bonnie and Gibbs did an actual dog-size sit down on the stone step, refusing to use this new contraption. Garry had to threaten them with a missed dinner. The protest ended in a hurry.
Even when you are a dog, it’s good to know what’s really important.