As the battle unfolds

Liam plays away. One might think Liam was deaf, inattentive, or maybe sleepwalking. Nope, he's just in a zone with his own thing happening. The chaos without injury can be quite surreal. Natasha & Boris will swirl around living room, biting, jumping, clawing, and growling at each other with a great deal of gusto. They'll run laps around the table and couch. They'll pick up and toss their chew toys. And then Liam will walk through their mist and they simply spin around him. Like I said, surreal. Hard to believe that such a maelstrom would not take him out. Not that I can take it too lightly. Liam has been knocked over, pushed aside like a rag doll. I guess he's just accustomed to physical chaos. Just wait until he can take on Galen such as the dogs do with each other.

BTW, about when this photo was taken the weights were: Liam 30 lbs; Boris 32 lbs; Galen 35 lbs; Natasha 80 lbs. None of your damned business how much I weigh...