As I reached for my favorite, the tugging toy, Glynn whizzed by and bonked me on the head. Owww!
After a while I quit playing with the tuggy toy and left it laying. That's when Glynn stopped to take a sniff of it, and actually gave it a little shake. She's learning to play a bit at a time. Soon I'll get her to really play tug-of-war with me.
Cap, of course, picked the toy that makes noise. If it squeaks, it's mine, he always tells us.
Cap will guard that squeaky for the next two days like it is a treasured possession. It will take him that long to kill it and get the squeaky out, since the old boy doesn't have many teeth left, but he'll get it field-dressed in the end. After that, he loses interest in the hides, so they get tossed.I hope the rest of you are enjoying this beautiful fall weather. It's our favorite time of year!
~Tell
