So there I was, sitting in the bathroom (the Loo?) doing some very serious thinking when Jack strolls in, puts his nose under my hand and wants to be petted. So I put both hands in front of my face. He puts his nose under my hands to open them. So I pivot my hands so they are now in front of my ears and say PEEK-A-BOO in a high pitched voice. Jack responds by butt-tucking out of the bathroom, down the hall, into the living room, up on and off the couch, back up the hall into the bathroom where he bounces off the wall and ends up sitting in front of me. Misty comes in all smiles and is watching me make a fool of myself. She sits off to the side and pants, a big smile on her face.
I close my hands, he barks a high pitch bark, puts his nose under my hands to pry them open, I open my hands and say PEEK-A-BOO and he is off again. Wife is not amused to have a 95 pound, six year old unguided Labradork careening about her house. SO when he comes back all he does is bark because he wants to play Peek-A-boo again.
Wife is gone out for the evening. So I am watching the telly, both labs on the floor next to me. I lean over the edge of the couch and put my hands in front of my face, open my hands and say PEEK-A-BOO in a high pitched voice. Jack springs up in the air, does a full 360 turn in the air and comes down into a butt-tuck, runs right over Misty, jumps on and off the couch, picks up his fluffy ball and butt-tucks back through the living room, up the hall and back, leaps up on and off the couch besides and waits for me to say Peek-A-Boo again.
It does not take much to entertain a Labradork.
I close my hands, he barks a high pitch bark, puts his nose under my hands to pry them open, I open my hands and say PEEK-A-BOO and he is off again. Wife is not amused to have a 95 pound, six year old unguided Labradork careening about her house. SO when he comes back all he does is bark because he wants to play Peek-A-boo again.
Wife is gone out for the evening. So I am watching the telly, both labs on the floor next to me. I lean over the edge of the couch and put my hands in front of my face, open my hands and say PEEK-A-BOO in a high pitched voice. Jack springs up in the air, does a full 360 turn in the air and comes down into a butt-tuck, runs right over Misty, jumps on and off the couch, picks up his fluffy ball and butt-tucks back through the living room, up the hall and back, leaps up on and off the couch besides and waits for me to say Peek-A-Boo again.
It does not take much to entertain a Labradork.