The Grape

Zachary dropped one of his grapes today and Tyson, our younger poodle, made off with it. I didn't realize it was an issue until I rounded the corner and Tyson came shooting out from beside the couch to make sure no one touched his prize. I stood over him and the grape, and he quickly rolled over to show his submission. At nearly the same time Max, our older poodle, rounded the corner and it..was..on. I ran to get the camera so as to document the showdown.

It's my grape, Mom.

Oooh! A grape!

Nobody touch the grape and I'll let you live.


I said BACK OFF, Old Man!


"Abort mission, Max! Abort mission!"