Dutch rears up onto Gus's back and snatches a muzzle full of Labby-neck. Gus ducks and bucks. The golden fur-ball flips, upended; an oversized dog pillow breaks his landing.
Gus postures in play, waiting for the next move, but Dutch lies motionless on his side. His eyes are half-closed.
Gus straightens up and looks over at us as if uncertain what to do. In a blink, Dutch launches a renewed attack, catching the older dog by surprise.