Episode 26 – 🎾 Playtime 🦴

Who wants to play?

There are a lot of things I like to do, going for a ride in the car, eating Mum and Dad’s dinner, having my tummy tickled to name a few. The most fun I have is playing fetch in the garden. I have played with small dog toys as my mouth is only tiny but some of my favourite toys are not meant for dogs.

When no-one is looking, I steal small toys from H and Pips and claim them as mine. Sometimes I get away with is and others I get caught and have to give them back. I particularly like toys with a squeaky inside. I was once given a round fluffy toy as part of Comic relief, a UK charity event, it was red and about the size of a tennis ball. It was filled with soft padding and had a battery device inside that made a laughing sound every time it was pressed. I absolutely loved it! I’m not so sure that the rest of the family liked it as much as all you could hear was the laughing sound for hours on end. Eventually all the filling had fallen out and the squeaky battery went flat but I still loved this toy. It ended up as a flat red fluffy rag and slightly crusty with dried on dog saliva!

Right...could you throw this for me please?

In my garden there were ornamental gravel stones bordering the edges. This was too tempting for me, and they were just the right size for my mouth. That was it a quick sneak around the garden and I was next to Dad, dropped the stone next to him with a quick wag of the tail and short burst of Gruuuffs! After a small telling off for stealing stones from the garden Dad was able to throw it for me and I was off at near light speed. My super sensitive sense of smell helped me find the stone even when it was buried in the long grass. In no time I was back at Dad’s side for round 2, then round 3,4,5,6 ……..an hour later I was still playing. I was getting that hot that my tongue was almost touching the floor. Happy times!

Guarding my new toy minus stuffing - whoops!

At Gran’s house, I found one of Dad’s old Frisbees. This looked like a lot of fun. I grabbed this and took it over to Dad. Gran’s garden was not huge but was big enough to allow the frisbee to be thrown for me. Dad threw this for me to see what would happen. I was off again and straight to it. I picked it up from the edge, but this meant that the whole frisbee lifted up in front of my face and I couldn’t see where I was going. I set off back towards Dad but was a little off course and Dad had to keep shouting for me so that I knew which direction to go in. I made it back to him and then off for round two!

This was one of my most favourite games during the summer at Grans. Dad once times us playing for two hours straight. He had to stop me playing as I was getting too hot and needed a drink. I could have kept going for hours more! The best time ever!

Time to go for a play with the frisbee,

TTFN,

Mazie