The dogs and I (and the Guy) are finally enjoying a respite from the miserable, cold, wet weather here in the lovely MidAtlantic. We took them all out to play in a fenced-in field not far from the house, and everyone had a blast. Including me!
The players include Button (more recently known as Butthead, as he enters his obnoxious puppy teenage years) . . .
Sweet Baby Tucker (who I'm learning to really appreciate more and more as I deal with the idiosyncracies of poor, damaged Button puppy who is developmentally challenged).
And Doc (who cannot run with the other boys because he's not really safe with other dogs, though he can coexist with them peacefully when everyone's under control. Which these days seems like never!).
The boys played with the Kong frisbee. Check out Tucker's form here--he almost looks like he could catch it out of the air, but he's really not very good at that. He looks good trying though!
He is pretty good at playing keepaway from Button though . . . With Tucker's long legs and lean physique, short, stocky, thick little Button doesn't stand a chance. But he tries.
And when Tucker has mercy on him and let's him get the Frisbee, he looks pretty damn cute prancing around with it!
Doc, meanwhile, has work to do. We're supposed to be trialing in a little over a week (yikes), so we incorporate training into pretty much all of our play. And play into all of our training. As it should be! So when we put the boys up and took Doc out, we practiced heeling and go-outs and motion exercises and more.
The heel . . .
The go-out . . .
The platz . . .
The reward . . .