Last Part.

Tony has always had Bill over a barrel from the time he came to Reno on May 9, 1999. Tony hated Bill's guts and when he first came to town and came into my apartment, he and Bill had a standoff. Bill was afraid to walk past him because Tony would get angry with him.

That very day, we both had to go and get some cement blocks to cover areas of the backyard where he could escape. I took Tony with me, but he hated Bill so much Bill had to sit in the backseat while Tony sat in the front.

Tony's hatred for Bill went on for months. When they finally became friends more or less was the week I left town after my mother died. They HAD to co-exist, and Tony finally tolerated him.

Now it's all a game, and Tony is almost always the winner. I will never forget one time when he had a toy or a rawhide and was closely watching Bill in the backyard. Tony peed a straight line on the deck like drawing a line in the sand, daring Bill to step over it. God, I wish I had a movie of it; it was the funniest thing I ever saw. He sat there waiting for Bill. I don't remember Bill stepping over that yellow line.