Jib here.
Today was Cheese Day.
Mom and Aunt Judy took me to the park. I wore my Seek jacket. I Seeked. I found the cheese!
And later after my Seek jacket was not on me, Mom played the Cheese Game.
She calls it the Article Game, but it's really the Cheese Game.
I find the dumbbell with the cheese. I lick the cheese. I lick it all gone. Really all gone. And I lick some more just in case I missed any. Then I bring the dumbbell back to Mom and she give me MORE cheese.
She says I lick and lick and lick. And lick. She says it takes forever for me to lick off all the cheese. Even though it's just a dot of cheese. Smaller than my Zuke's. Smaller than the part of my toenail Mom just Dremeled off.
Mom says I am thorough. I lick off every last molecule. Whatever that is.
Then we play again. And again.
Today, Mom changed the rules. She didn't put a dot of cheese on Find Mine every time. But I HADN'T licked off every molecule. I still found the cheesey one. I found it in the back of all those other not-cheesey ones. I Found Mine. And I got more cheese!
2 comments:
I'm back blogging again now that I have a faster computer. I can't tell you how much I admire what you do. You should write a book that shares your knowledge!!!
Tell me how to get past trying to work with Sammy when I have two other dogs nearby. Even if I put them in another room he's so distracted by them. I know his attention should be on me......
Teach Sammy attention! There are many fun games you can do, starting with The Magic Word. I'll write up something and email it to you.
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