This morning I was visiting my friend Ty the Samoyed. He lives across the street from me. He’s rambunctious and pushy but he’s only two years old so I give him some leeway.
“I’m glad he’s still friends with Lightning,” his owner said. “He got in a fight with Bon Bon the golden retriever.”
“Who fights with golden retrievers?” my owner said. “They’re the most peaceful dogs.”
Ty told me he thought Bon Bon was up to something . . .