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My dog Toby cracked me up last night. A friend came around to visit (and brought food!) and also brought her dog, Bundy. At one stage during the evening we were sitting about in front of the telly (yes, I know, I lead a terribly exciting life) when Bundy decided to hop up next to me. Well, Toby became quite jealous about this and started tugging at the rug under Bundy, as if to say "Oi, you! Shove off! That's my person!" So Bundy moved over to Toby's little bed on the floor next to my chair and flopped there. Nope - still not approved - more tugging ensued, along with a little growling. The thing is Bundy is twice the size of my Toby so it was a very David and Goliath moment. I think I snorted half a bottle of coke up my nose while laughing! However when Bundy decided he was a lap dog and climbed aboard Shaunagh, Toby decided he had to get in on that too. Poor girl was swamped.
