Luna loves to play Frisbee.
Just say the word and she gets all excited, mouth forming a huge grin, ears up and the tail going like a fan blade.
Frisbee.
Oh Boy! Oh Boy!
The running, the leaping, the grasping of this flying object with the teeth, the satisfaction of returning to your master that which he had just thrown away, what more could one want?
Come On! Hurry Up! Throw That Frisbee!
She can be real bossy at times. The problem is that when she shouts at you it makes your ears ring.
Literally makes your ears ring.
After about 5 times the ringing becomes permanent….. I’ve tried to explain to her that she doesn’t need to coach me so zealously. But it’s hard for her to listen to me when she’s trying to get me to listen to her (hmmm, reminds me of talking with most humans)!
When I throw it just right she comes running up under it and jumps up to meet it, bouncing it off her nose, making it ‘stall’ in the air and then letting it fall to the right height and just sort of picks it out of the air.
She then gives it a good, spine-cracking shake from side to side and runs it back to me.
Only to drop it at my feet so that I have to bend over to pick it up. And, just as my head is at her head height she has to remind me again:
Come On! Hurry Up! Throw That Frisbee!
Ringgggggg.
Thanks, Luna