In my old age (I'm 10+ now), I've gotten pretty complacient with life. Ever since that monster mutt Charlie showed up, I've had to actually push to get attention when I want it. Well, mom got out a special tug toy to play with Charlie (I haven't played tug in years); and me, the old girl, played tug with mom! Mom was so surprised. I got lots of praise, and Charlie had to wait! What a wonderful afternoon.
I'm 12 now and I don't play with any dog toys, balls or squeakers, frisbees. I will play tug with a rope. I can only do it with Mom though. I don't want to share it with the other dogs. She puts them in the sunroom and I act like a pup when I see that rope toy.
Madisonā„ on May 21 at 09:07 PM