Molly is learning to be patient with big, lumbering, doofus puppy Amber, even though Amber tries to ‘play’ with Molly, sending her ‘rear-end-over-tea-kettle’ a time or two while we’re out walking. I warn Amber with the sound on her collar when she’s being too rambunctious, but I don’t catch all of it in time. I want them to be able to play, but Molly is getting long in the tooth, like her owners, and can only take a little bit.
