Every now and then I hear a growl, but it is more of a warning than a threat. Usually it is Blossom who, as the little one, likes to assert herself. But I had to laugh this morning when it was Bentley. He had his beloved Foxie and a rawhide chewie stub on the sofa and was half napping. Baylee got too close to his treasures so he was just letting her know to keep her distance away from him and his stuff. She didn't pay him too much attention, she just went a few inches away and laid down. No big deal.
|I do not share my toys, especially my Foxie|
|Bentley & Foxie = BFFs|