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I dogsat my friends' standard poodle pup Marlee on Friday night. She and my 4 1/2 month old labradoodle Chisos spent the afternoon, evening, and part of the night play-fighting, chasing, and wrestling. It all began when Marlee found one of Chisos' favorite bears.
Chisos: But it's mine.
Marlee: Well you'll just have to take it back.
Chisos: Nevermind MY bear, now it's personal!
Marlee: You've got to get past these teeth if you want to show me who's boss!
Chisos: Maybe I'll just chase you around the backyard!
Marlee: Sunset is a good time for a wrestling match.
Chisos: I can go on fighting as long as I have to!
Marlee: OK, I'm pooped. Friends?
Chisos: You betcha! Can you come over tomorrow?

Chisos: But it's mine.

Marlee: Well you'll just have to take it back.

Chisos: Nevermind MY bear, now it's personal!

Marlee: You've got to get past these teeth if you want to show me who's boss!

Chisos: Maybe I'll just chase you around the backyard!

Marlee: Sunset is a good time for a wrestling match.

Chisos: I can go on fighting as long as I have to!

Marlee: OK, I'm pooped. Friends?
Chisos: You betcha! Can you come over tomorrow?