Oh my heavens - what is it with the FG? Is this a Picard thing???? I feel sorry for my poor buddy Jackson.... Yesterday, my human and Jackson's human took Jack and Elroy up to the golf course for a run. The walk began with the FG strangling himself on the leash - he was SO excited to see both of them he could hardly contain himself. My human had fears he would collapse from anoxia. And when they were finally let off leash, well poor Jackson became a pin cushion for the FG's "playful" bites on his tail, his ears, his butt. My human had to break them up several times because poor Jackson is SO well mannered, he won't tell the FG off. Unlike me or Frodo. Luckily Jackson's human had brought a VERY strong throw toy - which the FG would carry - and it would keep him from teeth wrestling. He and Jack would tug on the toy, run together with it - and have a great time. But take away the toy and Jaws returns. And even when he LOOKS like he is about to behave, he gets a SPURT - he dashes over to Jackson's human, jumps up on her, gives her a kiss and runs off.
When he got home - after being out for close to an hour and a half, my human figured she would be able to eat her breakfast and read the paper in peace -because Frodo and I had been out on a long walk before the FG. But NO - the FG was STILL not tired. Seriously. I think someone needs to invent an automatic dog wrestling device. I mean they have mechanical bulls and simulators that are like bucking broncos. Why not a fuzzy, jumping thing that dogs can wrestle with? How do I get a patent?
WHO knew we would EVER see the day when my human would consider ME obedient?! OK - that may be going a bit far... In fact, I think I need to get into some mischief - I'm losing my edge...
Have a good one.
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