The Rolling Peke is a small dog. She only weighs about 12 pounds. There are also four cats bopping around the DinoAbode. Most of them are bigger than that, but in the grand scheme of things they are all pretty small as domestic animals go.
Some of my DinoFriends are not sane.
One dear friend has a hankering for big dogs. Dogs like 170 pound Great Danes and 150 pound Bernese Mountain dogs. In the past, the Rolling Peke has enjoyed summertime visits to this particular friend. RP made friends easily with the bigger dogs, who tended to sniff her questioningly as if to say, "You smell like a dog, but you're so small!" It was during one of these visits that we also discovered the the RP could swim.
Sadly, my friend lost her 5-year-old Berner back around Thanksgiving.
Two weeks ago, she procured not just another Bernese Mountain dog, but two of them. Puppies, to be exact; 10 weeks old here:
And today the RP had a play date with them:
(Tom on the left; George on the right,
and a very puzzled Peke in the middle.)
At the moment, each of the puppies also weighs about twelve pounds. My friend expects them to top out between 100 and 150 pounds each. We all went out for a walk together, as the puppies are just learning to walk on leashes. I held onto Tom while DS had RP. I freaked out a bit thinking how this dog will increase his weight by a factor of 10 over the next year or so. I'm sure the Rolling Peke will have just as much fun with them when they tower over her as she -- and we -- did with them today.