The world is a glorious place to be a dog.

~swishy~ ears

It's crucial, when playing with a knot on a rope, to carry it with such gleeful care that it repeatedly thonks you in the face. Critical, even.

Here!

He!

COMES

She's just like this, all of the time.

Aaand after everything I said yesterday, Gwyn is still the only dog I have ever had who gives me photos like these.

Wheeee!

Who is chasing who?

First thing this morning, Tristan insisted that a) he was Awake, and b) he had a Mighty Need for chase&tug.

So Yvaine's Portable Furniture provided some chase&tug around the living room. But! Then Yvaine wanted to play. So Yvaine made angry pigeon-tiger growlies, and wriggled around in tussling invitation on the living room daybed.

Tristan abandoned YPF still holding the tug, circled around, and ambushed Yvaine from the side. Chase&tug was entirely forgotten; tussling is much more exciting.

[video sound: Yvaine alone makes quiet angry pigeon-tiger play-growling, then when Tristan joins her, the volume of play-growling increases significantly.]

...

[*] chase&tug: Tristan provocatively steals a toy, then someone chases him and pretends to try to recover it via tug-of-war. These days, the toy is provocatively "stolen" from the laundry basket full of rags set up for this purpose.

*POUNCE*

*RUN*

*FLEEEEEEE*

Spaniel ears are a continuous delight.