Now that she’s crawling, Button has more of a propensity to play with the dog.  He’s not quite sure what to do about it.

She will make her way over to him while he’s napping and attack his tail.  He jumps up like somebody just stuck a shock rod in his butt.  Knowing that if he even thinks about being malicious toward her that we will string him up by his tail and pull every piece of fur from his body one-by-one, his only recourse is to take his frustrations out by licking her face VERY ENTHUSIASTICALLY.

Which, of course, she loves. 

He keeps wanting her to play tug with him though.  He’ll bring the toy over and try to put it in her mouth.  When she finally grabs it with her hand, he starts to tug but gets a “warning” from me.  So he pouts and plays gently until she drops the toy and goes after his ears…at which point he looks at me like “I can’t teach it ANYTHING!”  and runs away.  She watches him retreat with great disappointment.

I think this is going to be a lifelong friendship.

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