Madison, Wisconsin, October 1994. Mr. Irene introduces the tennis ball to Pupa, the puppy. Older sister Žulė shows Pupa how to chase the ball. Pupa later became an expert at tennis-ball games. She excelled at "Boom," a volleyball-like exchange in which we tossed the ball to her, and she flipped it back at us with her nose.
March 30, 2015
"It's a good game."
Madison, Wisconsin, October 1994. Mr. Irene introduces the tennis ball to Pupa, the puppy. Older sister Žulė shows Pupa how to chase the ball. Pupa later became an expert at tennis-ball games. She excelled at "Boom," a volleyball-like exchange in which we tossed the ball to her, and she flipped it back at us with her nose.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
4 comments:
Yorks aren't much into that.
The usual reaction is something like, "Ok, are you gonna pick it up now? I mean, you don't expect ME to get it, do you?".
Baci was so obsessed with tennis balls that we started hiding them. All he wanted to do was play ball, all of the time.
Then he figured out in which cabinet we had hidden the balls. Now there are none in the house.
We had little stuffed animals for Treasure all over the house, but they had to be well-made or we'd be finding balls of fluff forever.
The problem with Baci is that if he finds a ball, then he won't stop bugging one of us today fetch.
Post a Comment