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Lulu was downstairs with me, her tail wagging, while I got some water in the kitchen.  I could tell she wanted to play.
Our eyes locked in on each other, and I could see her plotting her next move.
Her head went down, and I could see she was getting ready for attack. And then she launched it… She came running towards me at full speed…
I braced for impact.
She bounded at me, jumped up, and pushed me with her two front legs with enough force that it pushed me backwards into the wall (she’s a strong puppy).
With a thud, I bounced off the wall. I brushed myself off and wiped the water that splashed from the glass onto my shirt.
She backed off, walking slowly backwards… not taking her eyes off of me… watching my every move.
I sneered at her, crinkled my brow and ran at her at Mach Ten.
She swung around, and bounded up the stairs, her four legs moving in unison up the carpet.
Just a mere two feet away, I could almost touch her.
But then, suddenly, at the top of the stairs, she stopped, swung around to face me head-on.
Instantly, I stopped myself to avoid her counter-attack, and launched a counter attack of my own. Throwing my arms up in the arm like a menacing bear, I bared my teeth and barked at her.
Her ears went back, she whimpered and then pee’d all over the floor.
