Happy Days

Playing ball. One of the things I do best. To begin with, I'll play the Fetch game, meaning I'll bring the ball back, give away - completely illogical to me - get a treat and then mum gives me the ball back to play with. My puppy school teacher says I shouldn't really get a treat, that the play is the reward, but we're not quite there yet.

Later, it's the Throw-run-grab-run away-lying guard-come and take it if you can-tug of war-kind of game. Mum says I'm a big dog in a small package.