Dallas' best friend is Mac, a black lab in the neighborhood that looks like her spitting mirror image. I daydream about the two of them mirroring each other, in slow motion, first with one raised paw, and then with the other, to the astonishment of the neighbors. We could take this on the road.
Mac was also born in October 2010, and was adopted from a shelter shortly before we found Dallas. In fact, Chris and I question the potential for a DNA match.
And when they get together, they do NOT stop playing. AT. ALL. Even to breathe. Which is especially funny because Dallas is much thinner and faster than Mac. And he knows it. So he's begun just sitting still amidst her crazy racing bouts. And if he waits long enough (a good .2 seconds), sure as a tiger has a tail, she'll come to him. He unwittingly proves his point this way.
Together, the furry black pups toss and tumble and tug on each other, two balls, all teeth and tummies. No matter how many time I scold Dallas playfully, "Dallas! We do NOT drag others around by their faces!" She'll still grab Mac's in her teeth and try to drag him around until he tackles her and returns the favor. And they can't see, hear or understand anything else when they are together in their world- completely focused on the fun that is "togetherness."
Here are some photos of "Umoja"- the spirit of togtherness.
AND... after a full day of MacPlay, Dallas will fall asleep anytime, anywhere, and in any position....