My Josie turned 4 months old on March 2nd. Just a pup. Cute little thang.
This past Sunday, once again she and The Grey Beastie were enjoying a warm, sunny afternoon in my backyard. After a rousing game of tag, the two settled down and I decided to reward them by giving each a pig's ear.
Dante settled down for a good chew. Josie stood there with her ear in her mouth, ran to the other side of the yard, hid her ear, then came full charge right at Dante, snapping and growling furiously, to intimidate him into dropping his pig's ear so she could claim that prize as well.
I expected Dante to give in as he is not the most aggressive dog in the world. Much to my surprise, he's not such a pussy after all and fought back. Within seconds, I had Corgi-Schnauzer Death Match going on and the Digihusband had to step in to break it up, chiding Josie for being such a "starts-with-b-rhymes-with-witch."
How would a puppy think she can take on another dog who is about 4 times her size? As I said, she's a Corgi . . .
Update: I had Dante over this afternoon again and later when I took him back to the rectory, he and Josie continued to tear it up over there. The parish receptionist gave Dante some of his usual dog chow to eat. As soon as the bowl was down, Her Majesty marched over, stuck her face in it, and pushed Dante aside. And he stood there, dumbly. The parish receptionist said, "Look how he's being such a gentleman, letting her have some!" I told her, "No, Vera, it's all about who is alpha dog and she's the one." Vera insisted Dante was still just showing "good manners". Okkkkaayyyyy . . .
I ultimately put Josie on her lead so Dante wouldn't starve.
 Dante Moneypenny.
 Well, it was really more of "Herd the Schnauzer" - fortunately, Dante puts up with the Corgi method of herding, which involves her running alongside him and taking quick bites at his fetlocks.
 Look, if your not a dog person, it sounds gross, but freeze dried pigs' ears are absolute heaven to dogs and at least smell better than cows' hooves. The latter will fill your house with the aroma of abattoir.