Okay, this isn't a photo of what's going on in our bedroom, but it's the only photo I could find of Mom to use. Mom has taught me many things over the years and tonight I thought I would change it up a bit. It's time for Mom to learn a few tricks.
So, while Mom was trying to read I started throwing my big red squeaky ball and barking at her to go get it. She looked at me like I was crazy. I kept throwing it....looking at her and barking. Finally, she said, "I taught you to fetch. I'm suppose to throw the ball and you are suppose to get it."
I woofed and I wagged. I howled in my native tongue and she still refuses to fetch the ball.
Can you guys believe it? I've been fetching balls for my mom and dad since I was 3 months old. That's almost NINE years and she refuses to play the game she taught me. I'm getting old. She's going to have to start fetching that darn ball when I throw it. I'm not a youngster anymore.
Woofs and Wags,
Sitka
1 comment:
This works, keep hitting ball under sofa or chair. Keep crying, howling, and making bizarre noises until they retrieve it. Never give up. It works all the time here
Lily
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