When I first met Bentley and Doppler at the pound in Wallingford Doppler had her teeth around Bentley’s neck. Old habits die hard! They picked up right where they left off.
It’s playful fighting. There are snarls and barks, but never a sign either is actually hurting the other.
The Foxes can attest to the fact this kind of play tires dogs out. They both napped nicely for much of the late morning.