The wolfhound, three feet at his shoulder and five
feet to his tail, spies the long-haired chihuahua hidden in the high grass between
her owner's feet. The chihuahua is six pounds, each of them trembling. With one
languorous leap, his ears high in the air, the wolfhound arrives in front of the
chihuahua. He lowers his head and bows down to the eyeline of the little dog,
raising his rear end up in the air, and holding his tail high. Instead of fleeing from
this clear danger, the chihuahua returns the bow, and she leaps onto the head of
the wolfhound, embracing his nose with her tiny paws. They begin to play.