Tuesdays With Tag - A Play Date...

You know how it is with boys. They start by checking each other out. Sizing each other up. Even if it's a four month old macho Corgi and a thirteen week old Labrador on his own turf. You've gotta know who the other fella is.

The youngster is a little nervous. Perhaps if he puts a little hardware between himself and the tough kid. Yeah, that one. The one with the little tail nub up in the air. Little Mr. Cocky Pants.

Before you know it, the youngster is bouncing around, wagging his tail, telling a few jokes that only they understand. The Corgi admires his spunk.

The kid doesn't have anything to worry about. The Corgi just loves to play and the Labrador is just his kind of playmate. The bouncy, silly, run-around-til-your-tongue-hangs-out kind.

The Clash of the Canines. No harm, no foul. No furniture destroyed. No lamps broken. Just good, clean fun. 

Of course, when all the posturing and playing is over, it just comes down to two guys, bellied up to the bar, sharing a drink.

(I can't stand it! Don't you just love that bunny butt?)
PS. Just for the record...The Labrador is NOT a new Brynwood dog.