The Secret

The secret to misbehaving is to do it after you got the treat.

The human told us this morning that she was feeling a bit better and that she would take one of us for a walk to the field and some ball action. Game on.

Stupid Rip was naughty all morning; barking at nothing, eating socks, eating a woolly hat, humping his bed, whinging and generally being a nuisance.

I was as good as a girl can be. Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah I thought as I got to have the walk to the field instead of the dull march round the block with substitute human.

So we got to the field and it was time to let the games begin.

Muddy puddle, splish, splash, splosh then share it with the human. The trousers were too clean anyway.

The new ball and ball launcher lasted about ten minutes intact. I got to chew the ball to nothing but bits for another ten minutes but there was no more launching.

Shake the ball, splish, splish, splash. A bit of dribble looked good on top of that trouser mud.

Time to head home but not before a bit of poo munching, lead pulling and barking at a passer by.

A good day. I am not sure I will get picked tomorrow.

RipandRoo