The Battle Of The T-Bone

Friday night Mr. Taleteller was in a good mood and he decided to grill steaks out for us.  The girls were happy, since each of them got a bite and all was good in our house.  Everybody was happy. 

Saturday dawned as a cool, rainy morning that evolved into a blustery, sunny afternoon.  Bunny went with us to run some errands and when we got home, we put her in the turn out pen along with Lilac and Blueberry.  Because it was so windy, our trash cans had turned over.  Really, that's not the end of the world.  These things happen. 

Mr. Taleteller picked up the trash and returned it to the garbage cans, which he then took inside the garage.  He's no fool after all.  Ten minutes later, our trash would've been blown all over the back yard again.  In any event, it was time to get the girls, take them inside and feed them. 

Of course, Bunny, being a young sighthound with keen eyes and a fully functioning snooter, walked out of the pen and waited patiently while Mr. Taleteller clipped on her leash.  As he turned to clip Blueberry's leash on, I saw Bunny pick something up from the ground.  I did a double take because she is not one who's ever been interested in sticks or other things outside on the ground.  I've heard horror stories about dogs who get sticks in their mouths, after all.  So, as I look closer I realize that she has a steak bone in her mouth. 

Me:  Hey, Bunny's got a steak bone!

Mr. Taleteller:  Huh? 

Bunny:  Be quiet will you!

Me:  In her mouth, she's got a bone!

Mr. Taleteller:  How did she get that?

Bunny:  Look, finders keepers!

Me:  It was on the ground.  It must have blown out of the trash.

Mr. Taleteller:  (he's now grabbed hold of said bone)  Bunny, drop it!

Bunny:  Losers weepers!

Mr. Taleteller:  Bunny!  Leave it!

Bunny:  No how, no way!

I stood there laughing as a wrestling match between man and dog began.  Each of them had one end of the bone grasped securely.  To complicate things, Blueberry decided to lend her assistance to the cause by moving behind Mr. Taleteller's legs, making it difficult for him to maneuver around and get the leverage needed to wrest the bone from Bunny's jaws, which had become surprisingly strong.  She even leaped off the ground to keep her hold on the prize.  In the end, Mr. Taleteller nearly fell backwards over Blueberry and finally pulled it from her mouth.  He had to put it on top of the car, take the girls inside and then dispose of the bone.

Now that Bunny and Blueberry have decided to work together, the world may have become a dangerous place!  I apologize for not having pictures of the steak bone wrestling, but I was laughing too hard to get the camera.