We Get By With a Little Help From Our Friends...True for Our Doggy Words, Too, Right? @sonyahuber

Yesterday afternoon Glamis had her first playdate with Kobo Huber-Price, the latest addition to the Stratford community. It's always a risk to put dogs together, especially when they're young and the temperaments haven't quite been established (or is it good to have them mix while their temperaments are being built?).

The puppy-ness of Kobo lasted only a little while before she stood on her own four paws and was ready to battle and defend the backyard with Glamis. Glamis, I believe, was sizing up the little gal to see if she was a play toy or something more fun --- a friend. She did very well and almost operated with a maternal instinct (until the two of them conspired to dig a hole and roll in it during their game-play).

They ran. They sprinted. They played tug-o-war. They fetched. They wrestled. They stomped. They barked. And more importantly, they exhausted one another out!

The Huber-Price crew found themselves a gem and Glamis let me know before she zonked out right after they left, "I like their dog. They need to bring her over again." And for the rest of the night I could hear her humming the Beatles tune, "I get by with a little help from my friends."

The meet-and-greet was a highlight of September thus far!

Pictured here are one of the few photos I could get when the two of them weren't a complete blur of motion.