raving dog dance
During Thanksgiving vacation, in Orlando, this was the constant dog dance:
My little 10 pound, sweet and docile bundle of love, Jazz, was not so sweet when it came to hanging around Buster.
Jazz had Mad-Cow disease – or something – because if Buster was in the vicinity of Jazz, or if he got too close, fa-get-a-bout-it! Jazz became a wild growling snapping machine, attacking Buster like a Great Dane might.
In all honesty, it was funny to see them running around, Buster begging for some play time, Jazz growling and snapping.
Buster would have loved to play with Jazz. Poor Buster, he tried really hard to tame the wild music in Jazz. Nothing worked. Jazz only either ran away or turned and attacked.
This was somewhat of a good game to Buster – for a while anyway. Eventually, as in this photo, Buster gave in and sat bemused and humbled – not understanding.
Just before taking this shot, they were moving in circles around the patio with Jazz as the aggressor. They moved so darn fast it was difficult to capture them. This is the only halfway decent photo I was able to get.
Doesn’t Jazz look like a little monster?! But, in reality, Jazz is loving and docile, as is Buster. Jazz just refused to entertain any playtime with Buster.
Oh, and for humans dealing with this dog war, it got somewhat dangerous. When Jazz jumped up into one of our laps (which was often – he’s a lap dog), and if Buster was anywhere in the vicinity, Jazz would turn into a shaking, growling, snapping maniac.
Twice a human arm got in the way of Jazz’s teeth. Well, pillows, blankets and newspapers got in the way of his teeth when he turned into the monster, too. What ever got in the way of his snapping jaws got in the way of his rabid snapping jaws! Of course, he’s so little his bites didn’t break skin, and he never hurt Buster, though he sure tried!
I felt badly for Buster – he’s a loving and gentle puppy and wanted so badly to befriend Jazz. Well, Jazz only tolerated Buster when he was in his crate. That’s when Jazz did his happy dance.