A Tale of Two Dogs

Molly wasn't too sure about Riley the first week or so he was here. She had enjoyed being the only dog, and as a lady getting along in her years she wasn't sure she was up to having a young whippersnapper around messing with her routine. After much debate, she finally relented and it wasn't long before she fell under his spell like the rest of us fools. (twenty minutes of sitting with him on the puppy pad this morning with no results just to have him run away and poop all over my dining room floor...)

Lately, however, she's been growing a little tired of his antics.

He chews her ears when she's just innocently walking by to get a drink...

He chews on her legs and tail when all she's trying to do is get a little sleep. It's hard getting through a long day without a nap here and there...

He bites her face when all she's doing is trying to get a tiny taste of his favorite toy. She wasn't trying to steal it or anything...

Sam and Mylo will gladly corroborate...

Sam can't even lay on the floor without him chewing on her face! She only pulled his ears once or twice, hardly enough to justify attacks on her face...

He's gotten so out of control that Mylo has to guard him just so poor Molly can have a few seconds of eating without him trying to gnaw her foot off.

And if Molly happened to accidentally tear the head off of his favorite toy while he wasn't looking, and then proceed to gleefully chew on said head...well, it's not really her fault, is it?! She could only take so much...

Maybe one of these days they'll learn to love each other...