Friday, March 05, 2004 has sprung
It is warm and pleasant here. I've been playing with my parents' dog, Stormy. My mother stole her from the next door neighbors a few years ago. Now instead of spending all day running in circles on a rope in their back yard, Stormy spends the day running in circles inside the fence in my parents' yard.
When Stormy is excited to see you, she greets you by running in circles around the yard. When she is really, really excited, she picks up some object (say, a frisbee that the neighbors tossed in for her to eat) in her mouth and runs at you as fast as she can. Then she drops the object at your feet.
Later, you try to pick it up, and she lunges at you, growling. She is a kind-hearted dog and does not mean to be menacing. It is just her way. The correct way to procede is to run in another direction, then loop back and pick up the object, and throw it far away from you very fast, because by this point this monster-dog is coming to take it away from you with her teeth.
This is how we play "fetch." posted by Frenzy Lohan | 3/05/2004 06:47:00 PM
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