Have to say that the sand of Florida is meeting with Peanut’s approval. See, up until recently none of the others in my pack have been wanting to play with her. They knew she had been hurt, they knew I was pretty upset about it, and they have basically spent the last 2 years protecting her. I know it has been sort of pissing her off as she has tried everything to get Mindy to “rumble” with her.
Well, over the last month there has been a change. They have started to play together again. This morning I had to laugh, Peanut went out the door with the others following her. They all went to lay down and that isn’t what Peanut wanted. She went to the far corner of the yard and started barking at nothing. Once that got everyone into the same corner as she was in she turned around and started digging in the sand and flung dirt up at Ranger. Well, that just annoyed him and the chase was on. Well, poor guy, he didn’t stand a chance with the four girls.
They chased his butt around the yard and finally Peanut went after his ears. He ran back up to the patio and the 90 pounds of Ranger goofball hid behind my legs from the little 47 pound Peanut. She was so happy and her tail was a going a mile a minute. The pack played with her.
