He's been taking things away from Daisy, my 12-year old golden retriever, for some time now -- toys, food, anything he can. She's been so patient and tolerant. This evening, Spirit tried to take the bone she was chewing on and she gave him a bloody nose. He cried
Afterwards, he stayed behind the coffee table and just watched her.
I think tonight may have been a turning point for the two of them. This is the first time Daisy has ever corrected him like this. She's been the best mentor for him, I couldn't have asked for better.
Spirit's being very quiet this evening now. I think he's reflecting on the meaning of it all. Growing up, serious business