Aristotle is a very good swimmer, but he’s lazy. He tries to avoiding using his back legs unless he absolutely has to. It’s funny, given how strong his back legs are compared to his front legs. It made me think if there were an Olympic swimming event for dogs, he’d probably do quite well, if, that is, he could be persuaded to put in a little effort. He still doesn’t actually like swimming. He tries to get out at every opportunity but he’s very good when he gets going.
He’s not so lazy when we play tug. The problem is that we both make a lot of noise when we play and we have been playing all round our Mistress’s desk. We sort of growl at each other for effect while we pull each other round the office. I’m still stronger but Ari has the advantage that he can walk on his hind legs and can then use his front paws to alternately bat me around the mouth to try to make me lose my grip. It’s not exactly cheating, but sadly it is not a skill I’ve mastered so I’m at a disadvantage. We never actually conclude the game as my Mistress always calls time on us long before that. There’s only so long she can stand two growling dogs circling her desk. In my sane moments I can see the point.
Today is not going to be much fun. We’ve been promised our tick treatment and that means we’ll all be kept apart for the time it takes to dry. To be fair, I get the best of the deal as the others tend to have time in their crates and I get to wander round the house without them. It’s not as good as having a playmate though.
Alfie Dog with a little help from Rosemary J Kind alfie@alfiedog.me.uk
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Rooo tug-o-war is the best game ever!