I was watching Dock and Mace play for a few seconds this morning. I grabbed my phone quickly in hopes of gaining proof that she can tolerate him. I know she feels good when she can have a boxing match and not growl or hiss at him. Today, the match was in full swing for about 1 minute before I found phone and was able to get it set for video. After a swipe or two, Mace noticed something in the doorway, and the match succumbed to a more curious instinct. The other pic here is Dock mid jump. She loved playing with a peacock feather. But the feathers don't last too long around here as she tends to eat the feathers, and then leave them in a pile of saliva type vomit for me to find the next morning, or step on in the middle of the night.
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