Mikey waits until the coast is clear and no dogs are around to see if there is any food left over for him. Jade will work at keeping him away, even when she has fed and the pack is just lazing around. He is the underdog, a sweet natured, big, beautiful Pyrenees cross pup. The pups are 8 months old and just getting their adult teeth up to size now.When they curl their lips in defiance, they still have little baby sized teeth, but they are growing. It won't be too long before Joe decides he will move up the ranks and Jade will fall behind him. Mikey may always remain the outcast though. For that, he is my boy and I save him the best morsels and when the others are not looking stuff them in his mouth and he runs to safety to eat them.
This morning, because the dogs are fed morning and night, they had a stewed pigs head with oatmeal, which they thoroughly enjoyed, but Joe got a torn ear in combat with Jade. She did not give him permission to chow down yet and put him in his place. He stopped eating this time, but did not leave. Soon things will change. In the meantime, because ears bleed tremendously, there is a big mess and I am not sure how to clean it up. The blood is frozen to the deck. Poor Joe. A bit later, Ofcharka licked his ear clean for him and then Joe went to roll in the snow to clean the rest. Ofcharka is really gentle that way and likes to take care of the sick and injured. I love those dogs. Every day they make my life better and I am grateful for each of them and the work they do. Bless them.