Thursday, October 22, 2009


A Nut Case for Playing Ball

Morning.  Noon.  Night.  This dog has to play ball.  Throw the ball and fetch.  Playing catch - - - I throw the ball and she throws or rolls it back. 

When it's time to hit the sack I'll say, "Zeenie, let's go to bed."  She'll run and jump up on whatever I'm sitting on, bark, jump back on the floor, spin around a couple of times, bark again then wait for me to head into the bedroom.  Zeenie leads the way and jumps onto the bed faithfully waiting for her ball to be served up.

What comes next is me in bed usually reading interspersed with playing catch, hiding the ball under the covers and hand wrestling with Zeenie.  This has become a ritual.  In younger days there were other rituals come bedtime which were kind of like playing catch and hiding under the covers.  

Okay, don't get the wrong idea.  One ritual has not been replaced with the other.  Let's just say they both have priority and occur all in due time. 

Zeen will be two come Saturday.  We'll have to set aside some extra time to throw the ball.

1 comment:

Rachel said...

Awww, she's so cute!

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