Obviously something very interesting occurred right beside the tree in my front yard. Both Libby and Gracie thought it was so important it should be investigated, but they took turns so they didn’t have to interact with one another. These two dogs can’t even SMELL together. They harbor no hatred. Only indifference. I’ve known some people like that — living under the same roof, doing their daily routines and basically ignoring one another — but never dogs.
Libby won’t even STEP where she thinks Gracie has been. Where’s a dog whisperer when you need one?