So this is the dog I've heard so much about - Lewis. He's not so tough... sure, he shows his teeth when he's got one of my toys in his mouth, and I go up to check it out. See, Lewis believes strongly in Doggy rule #7, "If it's on the ground, it's mine". He doesn't seem to want to play with me, but apparently that's his gig - he doesn't like to play with most dogs.
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But as you can see, after a while, he warmed right up to me. Lewis' owner, Allan, was teaching Lewis and I how to share a toy. I was too tired from playing earlier in the day with both Idaho and Chips, so I let him play with my stuff. But he had better not get used to this style of behaviour from me. After all, there's a new sheriff in town.
Mischa-bear
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