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Dog Day: Sibling Rituals/Sibling Revelry

Some people say that having a dog is like taking care of a three year old–forever.  Sometimes, when The Girls engage in their morning play rituals, I think those people are right. 

Here’s a little glimpse into canine sibling relationships. . . .it all starts when Chaser wants to play (which is pretty much all the time, come to think of it):

[“Hey, Elsie, c’mon, let’s play!”

“Don’t bug me, kid.”]

[“Awww, c’mon, Elsie, don’tcha wanna play?  Huh?  Can we? Can we play?  Huh?  How ’bout now?  Let’s play! Do you wanna?  Now? C’mon–“]

[“I. . . SAID. . . GRRRRRROWWWWLLLLLLL!! I WILL EAT YOU NOW!!!”]

[“Oh, ha ha! You don’t scare me. . . look, my mouth is just as big as yours.  So now, let’s PLAY!!“]

[“Oops, wait a sec–looks like Dad might have food. . . nope.  False alarm.”]

[Wrestle. . . wrestle. . . snap. . . nip. . . growl. . . tumble. . .paw. . . wrestle. . ]

[“Aw, thanks, Elsie!  I love you. . . you’re my favorite sister.”]

[“Suddenly I’m feeling very tired again. . I think it might be time for a nap. . . “]

[“You said it. . . I’m pooped.”]

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