Monday, March 2, 2009

The Ball

The Ball has turned into an a living breathing evil thing! This ball, is the joy of Reese's day. She gets up and trots down the hallway and into the kitchen and stops...surveys the scene left to right, right to left, up and down....no ball, so into the living room she trots. Again surveys the scene, around each piece of furniture, checks out the toy box until she finds......
The Ball...
One of Reese's favorite things has always been to play with her ball. On below zero days when we can't make it out for our romps in the snow, in addition to training and tricks etc. we always get a couple good games of ball in. In the morning while I have my coffee and in the evening when I get home before anything else is done including the trip out to potty, gotta find da ball for a few tosses.
But this ball....

Yes this one....

There is no doubt, this is the ball that rules all other ball's, but Reese is getting obsessed with it to a degree that I will not stand for. When she starts barking at me demanding that it be thrown on her terms not mine, it gets put up. It breaks my heart to see her come out of her crate and start feverishly searching for her ball, and the longer she looks the more worried you can see her face get until at last she gives a big sigh "humpf" and gives up. But I know in the end it is for her own good.

We still play ball, but when certain fuzzy faces...

get pushy, and bark and try to con me, with these kind of looks...

Fuzzy face can try all she wants, she still doesn't get to play until I say....
Lets....
play...
ball...

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