For some reason Wife does not like for me to play fetch with Jack in the house. Oooh can she hiss! The lady has no sense of humor. So I don't play fetch any more in the house. We play catch.
Jack will bring the ball and drop it on my lap, then sit maybe 18" away. I toss it to him. He catches. A low hissss is heard from behind The Book. Jack moves closer, drops the ball back on my lap, I toss, he catches it drops it back in my lap, I toss, he catches, drops it in my hand, more hisssses. He moves back. I toss and he turns into Pele, jumps a bit and hits it back into my lap with his teeth. Did you see that? Snort is the reply. I toss. He misses. He scrambles for the ball sounding like a National Geographic special on the stampede of water buffalo. The Crown is not amused. She tells Jack to go lie down.
Jack takes the ball with him up onto the couch and lays down. He is watching me. He lets the ball drop. It falls off the couch and rolls to me. I pick it up, throw it back to Jack. He catches it, sets it down on the couch, rolls it with his nose off the couch and it rolls back to me. Toss, catch, drop, roll. We do this for a couple of minutes to the sound of a low hiss from behind The Book. My toss is high and outside, his attempt to save turns into a glancing blow to Wife's foot. Game over. For now.
I have a funny feeling your sleeping on the couch tonight with the dog.
;D ;D Too funny.
Hahahah yeah couch it is!
Andy, so are so bad. Getting poor Jack into trouble with the wifey is not nice.
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No, No it isn't the couch, he is sleeping in the dog house!!!!! LOL
**giggling here too**
You do know how to tell a good story
Very cute story - and a very smart lab.
Sounds like what happens in my home! Dave, be careful - Dave, be careful - Dave, be careful -- Sigh... As if I thought I was the only wife that didn't get listened to! LOL