Thursday, July 7, 2011

A Wagging Tale of Gypsy: Hunt

Gypsy, as you may recall, is part Beagle. I am thinking that would be why she loves our game of Hunt.
She keeps a ball or bone in her mouth for the entire game.
I roll a hard rubber ball (the only toy she has never been able to destroy).
She runs to stop the ball, then points at it for me to come over.
I walk over,  roll the ball, she chases, stops it and points.
Over and over again.
What do you think? Hunting instinct, right?

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