They played and played and despite Raylan being about 10 pounds heavier than Cora she managed to school him pretty well. She is a quick little bugger and he certainly had his work cut out trying to catch her. He did manage to get some of his own licks in and had a little help from a determined Esme.

And Cora ... who is incredibly toned, even more so now that she is going through a growth spurt and I've almost doubled her food. She was looking a little lean a couple weeks ago when I brought them home from the kennel and I thought it was just from being somewhere strange for 9 days. I upped her food and then realized she was trying to fill in more so I upped it again. This is the age for another growth and I sincerely hope it's to fill out and not get taller - she is the perfect height. Look at how gorgeous my Baby Booble is - still so puppy-like - and I hope in some way she retains that innocent softness around her face ... even though she is the exact opposite!
It was a great day for all the dogs and Archer thought Cora was thrilling to play with, until he got a little too pushy and she told him off. He stayed back for a little while like a coward but recovered enough to have one final romp in the fading light of the afternoon - hard to believe it wasn't even 4pm yet.
The aftermath. What I like almost as much as the visits from the happy healthy babies I've produced, is the peace and quiet of a soundly exhausted Cora.
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