Fetch is a pretty basic game: They throw it. I get it. (Cats, you wouldn’t understand… AT ALL! So stop reading here.)
Now don’t get me wrong – I LOVE a good game of fetch. Nothing gets my heart pumpin’ like fetching a tiny rubber shoe hurtling down a hallway. But let me tell you the secret to a really fun game of fetch: messing with people. (I said STOP READING, CATS!!)
Here’s what I do:
- I fetch said rubber shoe/raggedy bear/ropey thing-a-magig and bring it back.
- I put it on the ground and act like I don’t care about it.
- When the person tries to grab it, I bust in and snatch it away ninja-dog style!
- Repeat steps 2-4.
Hahahaha it’s awesome. Seriously! And you’ve got to be pretty quick to grab something from a dog like me. You remember why. (You also remember that you shouldn’t have remembered that, because now I’ll have to kill you chew your slippers)
Well yesterday, in the midst of a little fetchtrickery, things went a bit wrong. Paul (my male alpha male) went to grab a toy from my mouth and accidentally popped me in the eyeball. THE EYEBALL! Normally, I would’ve had to sink my teeth into his right hand, but it is the one that feeds me. (All I can say is he better be glad it wasn’t the left one that messed up!)
So yeah, I’ve got a little red spot on my eye today. Nothing major, but it doesn’t help my modeling career.
Will I still play fetch the same way? Why don’t you throw that crazy rubber baby octopus for me and find out???!!!