Dudley, demonstrating why one of Iain's many nicknames for him is "Nosehead."
This weekend, Dudley had a play-date with Van, who is the Shar Pei-in-residence at KBlogz Manor. It was the first time they met, and it's the first time Van's really had a chance to play with another dog since his big brother Twister died.
I wish I'd had my camera with me, because the two of them were sooooooo cute together. They ran around the backyard together, play-bowing at each other and making dramatic snorty noises, and, inside, Dudley was rolling onto his back and pawing up at Van, who dodged Dudley's paws to nudge his belleh with his big wrinkly nose. At dinnertime, they kept switching bowls. "What do you have over here? Oh! It's the same thing I had over there! NOM NOM NOM." It was ridiculous.
Honestly, the two of them together was killing me. Van is just this adorbz snub-nosed wrinkled tank, and Dudley is so the opposite. The Laurel and Hardy of dogs.
MamaBlogz got some pix; when/if she uploads them, I'll post them.