Possession isn’t intense — it’s adorable. That little protective moment when another dog approaches her favorite toy and suddenly she shifts into “excuse me, that’s mine” mode. Not aggressive — just a touch of royalty defending her crown jewels.
She stands tall, chest out, eyes focused, sending a polite but firm message: “You can borrow my love, but not my squeaky duck.” And honestly, who can blame her? Some things are sacred.
And once the moment passes, she’s back to her sweet self — happy to play, happy to share space, just maybe not the prized toy of the day





