Friends and Enemies

Don't worry, I'm not going all passive aggressive mean girl on you ;)

Cheyanne's friend from next door:

Most mornings, we take a walk around the block.  And her buddy is waiting when we get back.  There is a nice big space between our houses where they can run and wrestle.  It is great!

Cheyanne, Cheyanne, Cheyanne,...this is not your friend.

You may think you are playing by sticking your butt up in the air and barking in what you consider to be a playful manner.  She is still not your friend.

But we are making progress:

Okay, so in both these pictures Big Missy looks like she's barely restraining herself...but at least she IS restraining herself, and the dog is pretty close to her. Most days, Cheyanne gets chased around the yard and has the bloody nose to show for it.  Not that she is innocent.  She seeks the cat out so that she can bark at her and annoy her to the point that I would have ripped her nose off by now if I was the cat.