There is a definite pecking order among my three dogs. The golden retriever knows I’m the alpha male (female), he thinks he’s next in line above the two teenage boys, though he’s getting the message there. But he definitely thinks he’s way above the two smaller dogs.
At 4 o’clock this morning, I couldn’t sleep, so I got up and made a cup of tea and went into my little cupboard of a study. Big dog followed me in, little dog dared to try and squeeze past big dog, and this resembles what ensued:
Teenage son eventually woke up and helped me as I tried to extract little dog’s head from big dog’s mouth. In the fracas, tea spilt all over bench, buttons, papers, laptop, floor, electrical cords……
There may have been some swearing.
Big dog is now limping around with a sore paw, looking so sad his face might drop off. Despite his size, he got knuckled by little dog.
Little dog (aka cutest dog in the world). Big dog, who looks fat but really its all just hair!