Henry and Diniyoyo

Henry and Diniyoyo are best buddies. They constantly playfight and tussle and romp and generally make a ruckus. Now and then Henry gets a little too exuberant and Diniyoyo gets hurt and you hear a yelp and then Henry gets a serious butt kicking. She kicks him all the way to the curb and makes him say uncle. Then a few minutes later they are at it again like nothing ever happened.
When Diniyoyo gets sick of Henry harassing her, she climbs up on the bed where Henry's short, little legs can't carry him. He stands there and howls and she watches him with something approaching disdain. Eventually, he wanders off to his bed to sleep, with one eye cocked just in case she should try to slip by. If I get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, nobody moves except Henry. He dutifully follows me in and lays at my feet. Then he dutifully follows me back to the bedroom and crawls under the bed to sleep. The other dogs haven't so much as lifted an eyelid.

And here, all is forgiven.