Play time!

First things first...  Me looking quite handsome and fluffy after my beach day bath.  See?  The staff followed my directions well.

After much pestering from Isabella (my four-legged sister), I decided it was time to play like a Lab since she'll never be smart enough to play like a Borzoi.  Don't tell her I said that!

Just learning tug-of-war.  I've got the holding the rope thing down.

So, I've got the rope.  Now what?
I'll lay down and wait until Isabella tells me more.

I see.  Grip rope, rear in air, and PULL!!!

Doesn't take long until I overpower her.

Sound effects: Grrr.... rrrr.... grrr...

Train of dogs

She's sure trying. 
She's good, but I out teeth and out weigh her.

Don't give up!  C'mon!!  Play with me!  Did my growls scare you?

Thanks!
This is fun, but I can do it laying down.

I think I really scared her.
She's only going to hold the very, very end of our rope.

She's pulling so hard, the bed is moving with me on it.

We tired of the rope.  Now we're fighting over our stuff-less stuffy fox.

Dead fox.

The next day, Isabella tries to start a play fight with me as usual.

This time, I lick my chops and get ready to show her who is the boss.

I think I almost got her whole head my first try!

We each have the other's neck.

Didn't take her long to submit to the King!  She's my new chew toy.
It's normal now that I have her slobber on my neck
and she has mine on her ears and neck.

Well, she wasn't a door mat for long!



Phew!  After all that playing, I'm tired.  Who broke me?