Porter ran with the big dogs today...after he met them, of course.
Queen Alice does what she always does--what she wants. And she was the model at doing everything right and getting the treats. She does have a little competition in Mr. Feedbag. Dave wasn't sure about the upstart but after two hours (it felt like 15 minutes) of interaction, there was the spark of play and the potential for some very fun future run-chase-catch-dig-bark-goof off-orama.
Photos to follow.

Little Porter-Man was so tired during dinner he kept sliding down and closing his eyes.

Me, I kept calling him Cedar by mistake. It's going to take some time.