All About Sticks

Lunchtime walkie!

Time to get in some good, hearty sniffing time. While I'm always looking down because that's where the good smells are, mama is usually looking down to be sure she doesn't step in those good smells. And sometimes she catches something interesting...

Looks a little like a heart, doesn't it? A heart with a polka dot, or some sort of grass-y blockage, I suppose.

This stick was taunting me from a block away. At first I stealthily snuck up behind it in a bid for a surprise attack...

But each time I tried to get it into my waiting jaws it would turn and bounce away.

Which kind of freaked me out.

So tougher measures must be taken, perhaps coming around from the opposite side might work...

Yep. I can get a mighty paw down on it so that it can't squirm.

Until, of course, something more interesting comes along taking me away from the hunt. In this case, another doggie.

But since there would be no raucous playing, I decided to teach that stick a lesson. One it would never forget. Stick you shall not mock me!

I shall pick you up and then leave you over here, in another part of the park. So there!

Trees are really fascinating things. In addition to the production of the sticks I love so much, they do tend to grow into weird and interesting shapes at times...

Obviously some extra special "watering" was done here. Well done my canine friends!

Love,

Bogart