Hi. Maddie here.
Bear and I were sure glad to see Miss Patty and Mr. Buz arrive last week because we knew they were bringing that little Bailey along with them. Bailey is some kind of royal dog – a King Charles Cavalier Spaniel – but to Bear and me, he looks like a little bitty cocker spaniel. He’s a cutie too, and I bet we could make some really pretty babies together – IF either one of us could make babies anymore. Oh well, no use dreaming about that.
What we all CAN do is play together!
Of course, it would be a lot easier to play if Dad would ever take this dang leash off me! Even Bailey's mom let HIM off the leash so he could run around. Geez!
So I had to stand there and watch as Bailey cleaned out Bear's ears . . .
. . . and as Bear tried to gnaw off Bailey's face.
Dad thought he could make me feel better by starting a game of chase. Well, duh. If I have to run with DAD attached, how can I get away from anyone?
See! Here they come. I'm so dead!
Tagged! But I never give up . . . .
. . . I escape! But Bear is breathing down my neck (which makes me run harder - phew!)
BODYBLOCKED! Would somebody please call a FOUL!
Let me up! Let me up!
I'm serious, Dad. Let me off this leash right this minute, or you're going to be in BIG trouble! MOM . . . tell Dad to let me off!
Finally! Take THAT Bailey. You don't need that lip, do you Bear?
Oh no, Bailey. You can run, but ya can't hide. You are SO going down!
You might be a cutie pie - but you need to learn who's boss around here!
One down. Where's Bear?
Hey, Maddie! Come over here and look at this!
I was just listening to this grass grow, and all of a sudden this little flower right here told me we should all stop fighting and be friends.
Bear is so going down.