When my former foster, Buddy went home, it was with an older sister and then one-year-old Zeke who you may remember was being fostered for his military mom while she was deployed.
Zeke was reunited with his mom in October, which meant Buddy had lots of excess energy to burn. We call them zoomies. What better place for him to do that than in Saturday morning dog class at Homeward Bound?!
Here, the gnashing of teeth and games of chase always end in friendship.
Buddy is a lover, not a fighter—even when his advances are spurned.
Still, you might not think so from his reunion with Roo.
The last time Buddy and Roo met in the ring, so to speak, Buddy was only a puppy. While technically still a puppy, a lot has changed in height and weight.
These two are as evenly matched as the big dogs—and each gives as good as he gets…even with a referee.
But it is all in good fun.
We humans could learn a lot from dogs at play.
Rough and tumble as they may be, they respect each other’s boundaries and when one says enough, the other almost always complies.
“How others treat me is their path; how I react is mine.” ~ Wayne Dyer
Gardens For Goldens 
All the playtime pix remind me of when Callie and Shadow were youngsters – long before Ducky joined the family – such sweet memories! Ducky usually gets the zoomies out in the back yard, or in the house right after having been outside for a while. Poor Shadow has to get out of her way or be run over, into, or jumped over. 🙄
These photos are a riot but that last one is a winner. Their expressions are hilarious.
That’s my dog Dylan. She’s 2
Absolutely adorable, Leslie.
That is the greatest picture of Dylan and Jack at the end.