Anyway, Mom asked me if I'd like to go play in the yard (YES!), then let me chose what toy we'd play with. I chose my Squeaky Red Football. It's one of those "only under supervision" toys and I really like it. It squishes and squeaks really LOUD when I chomp down on it! Here's an action shot of me pouncing on it when Mom threw it:
Mom says I'm very fast! She asked if I wanted to play Fetch for a while, and I said I was game!
|"Throw it! Throw it! Throw it!!!"|
I ran after it and brought it back:
|"Here I come, Mom!"|
And brought it back:
And brought it back some more:
We did that for a while ... then I decided it was time to play Siberian Rules Fetch! (You know ... Mom throws it, then I run in the general direction of the ball, then run off and do my own thing. Mom calls me for a while, then runs after me, then she throws the ball again and we start the process all over again. It's REALLY fun!)
|"Oh, hey. What's this over here?"|
Very fun. We played that until Mom got tired. (See? Bipeds get a better workout playing Siberian Rules Fetch than regular Fetch! We are a very helpful breed!) I waited for her to catch up with me on one of our big chunks of limestone ...
|"You seem out of breath, Mom. Are you OK?"|
... then we decided to go inside to get a drink.
|"Come on, Mom! Drinks are on me!"|
I hope we can go outside and play Siberian Rules Fetch again today. My Squeaky Red Football should show up really well in the snow!