For a whole week (7 nights and 8 days; sounds like a cruise) we have as our house guest Ava, the golden doodle who is our neighbor's dog. Ava is still a puppy; at 11 months she likes her toys and brings them into the kitchen next to her food bowl. We aren't sure what to make of the stuffed furry toy; it looks a lot like a dead squirrel.
The big blue open soccer ball got a real workout tonight. Ava likes to toss it and bat it around by herself but then she decided some human interaction should come into the game.
Norm threatened to bite the ball from his end, but he didn't really do it. He did spill some of his coffee, though. Ava doesn't bark or scratch or whine when she needs to go outdoors. Instead, she sits in front of you and gives you what Barb calls a "meaningful look." We are getting better at decoding this signal. Between now and Wednesday, when Barb returns from Omaha, we hope to teach Ava at least one trick. So far we have tried "shake" and "count your feet" with mixed results. Stay tuned.
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