Saturday night Cheese and I drove to Wooster to visit my best bud from high school Manda, her husband Russ and their new puppy Wesson. It was a good time; I got to see Manda, who I haven't seen in almost a year and Cheesy got to play/wrestle with another puppy! As soon as we walked through their door the puppy wrestling began. And it continued for 2+ hours and it was hilarious! They were just a roaming ball of energy, fake snarling, jumping, wrestling goodness. After about two and a half hours they were both pretty much pooped...
My apologies for the not-so-stellar iPhone pictures.
Then they got their second wind (miraculously) and this time the wrestling got a little bit rougher. All of a sudden Wesson, with his razor like baby teeth, had a hold of one of Cheese's massive ears and was tugging! Cheese tried a counter attack, but unfortunately, unlike himself, Wesson has very small ears and a nub for a tail. Needless to say Wesson, the younger puppy nearly half Cheese's size, was clearly the winner of this puppy battle. And poor Cheesy was the obvious loser, walking away with a couple of bloody gashes in his ear. You may call him a wimp, but I call him a lover (not a fighter).
I think he had a good time, despite the war wounds. And we really enjoyed that he proceeded to sleep for the entire day on Sunday!
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