Monday, April 30, 2007

Where are Your Balls?

Wrigs has a new game he likes to play that I call, "Where are your Balls?" He takes his two favorite balls (one orange, the other blue) and after several attempts and failures, is able to carry them both in his mouth. He prances around the house while they stick out of his mouth and then all at once he drops them and quickly lays down on top of them to hide them from me. He puts his head down all innocent and then I ask, "Wriiiiiigley??? Where are your balls?" He'll start to slowly wag his tail but continues to keep his head down while shifting his eyes to look up at me...



I'll keep asking in an annoyingly squeaky, high pitched voice, "Oh Wriiiiiigley??? Where are your Baaaalls?" and then when he can't take it any longer he thrusts up his head and alas...there are his balls!



It's quite fun for both of us. But not so much for Chum. He watches disapprovingly from the threshold...

1 comment:

soul sis said...

Do you play this game with Tom too?