dbradley
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This is long...sorry...but worth the read.
My neighbor brought his son over for me to watch while he mowed his lawn. He brought his labs over too. Figured when he was done we'd all go to his yard and he'd mow my lawn too.
Well his younger lab is obsessed with balls. I mean if you stand there with a ball in your hand she literally quivers, all over. It's insane. So she finds a ripped up old squeaky ball and is putting it at my feet and she keeps kicking it to me trying to get me to throw it. But I don't do it because with 4 dogs and 4 kids in the yard it's just too dangerous. But she keeps at it. She has scraped my toe twice in the process. Finally I throw the ball over into the grbage area (fenced in area). About 5 minutes later it mysteriously reappears. Hmm. I put it back.
Now she has a green ball and is relentlessly putting it at my feet. Finally i put it on the shelf in the shed. 10 seconds later the ball is at my feet again. She has retrieved it from off the shelf. Now I'm getting annoyed. I round up all the small balls from the yard, throw them all in the shed and close the door figuring that would do it. Not really...
What does she do? She wanders around the yard like a mother who's lost a child, searching, searching...3 minutes later she is at my feet with a deflated soccer ball!!!!! OMG this dog is nuts!!! I tell my daughter to throw it in the garbage area and she does. OUt of the corner of my eye I see movement over there...sure enough she has dug a hole and busted through the lattice that is there and squeezes her little sausage body through to the garbage, retrieves the soccer ball and then stands at my gate waiting to be let in so I can throw the ball to her. Holy geez...that ws the last straw. I ended up putting her back in her yard and locked the gate.
But that's not all.
In the space between the hinge side of the gate and the corner post of the fence in her yard she has pawed a small groove...just big enough to drop a wiffle ball through to whomever is standing on the other side...where she stands quivering, waiting for me to throw it back to her...
My neighbor brought his son over for me to watch while he mowed his lawn. He brought his labs over too. Figured when he was done we'd all go to his yard and he'd mow my lawn too.
Well his younger lab is obsessed with balls. I mean if you stand there with a ball in your hand she literally quivers, all over. It's insane. So she finds a ripped up old squeaky ball and is putting it at my feet and she keeps kicking it to me trying to get me to throw it. But I don't do it because with 4 dogs and 4 kids in the yard it's just too dangerous. But she keeps at it. She has scraped my toe twice in the process. Finally I throw the ball over into the grbage area (fenced in area). About 5 minutes later it mysteriously reappears. Hmm. I put it back.
Now she has a green ball and is relentlessly putting it at my feet. Finally i put it on the shelf in the shed. 10 seconds later the ball is at my feet again. She has retrieved it from off the shelf. Now I'm getting annoyed. I round up all the small balls from the yard, throw them all in the shed and close the door figuring that would do it. Not really...
What does she do? She wanders around the yard like a mother who's lost a child, searching, searching...3 minutes later she is at my feet with a deflated soccer ball!!!!! OMG this dog is nuts!!! I tell my daughter to throw it in the garbage area and she does. OUt of the corner of my eye I see movement over there...sure enough she has dug a hole and busted through the lattice that is there and squeezes her little sausage body through to the garbage, retrieves the soccer ball and then stands at my gate waiting to be let in so I can throw the ball to her. Holy geez...that ws the last straw. I ended up putting her back in her yard and locked the gate.
But that's not all.
In the space between the hinge side of the gate and the corner post of the fence in her yard she has pawed a small groove...just big enough to drop a wiffle ball through to whomever is standing on the other side...where she stands quivering, waiting for me to throw it back to her...
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