I've been on vacation leave since Friday and all I can say is...HEAVEN. I was pigging out, catching up on my favorite TV series, malling and even had a haircut! Things I'm not able to spend time in a leisurely pace, I was finally able to do. Most importantly, I spent time with family, friends and my dogs, whom I rarely get to play with during work weeks.
I think I've already reached my quota. If these dogs could talk, for the past few days they'd say I was clingy. I'd wrestle with them, watch them like a yaya, walk with them and give them treats and pasalubongs all the time. I only let them be after dinner.
One of the morning rituals I look for and enjoy is drinking my cup of coffee in the garden and watch my dogs at play. Something about it calms me down. It gets my morning straight and gives me inspiration to work for them. I know it sounds silly, but my mornings aren't complete without watching them.
Yesterday the guys found a green ball in our garage. Must've been accidentally tossed by some kid. Well, poor kid, he won't see that ball again cause all hell broke loose. They were scrambling for it and eventually it went under my dad's car, classic dilemma! Chivas, Harvey and Bruce were trying to figure out how to get it and I wasn't keen on helping them no matter how Harvey went to me and pleaded. I knew they could figure it out on their own. Plus, I was enjoying watching them panic and work it out. Bruce obviously couldn't squeeze himself in. Harvey tried a couple of times, but Chivas eventually came through. That's what I call pure team work and dedication.
Bruce gets the privilege to become a leader in this game, but ironically he's always the first one to plop down. He is a low-energy dog. He gets strong energy spurts, but after 5 minutes, he's knocked down. Harvey and Chivas have more endurance. But while Bruce rests, the two dogs chill around with him.
Probably they did 3 sets of Chase-Me-With-The-Ball game. It must have been that tiring because after that, they each had a long brunch nap.
I love these dogs.
I think I've already reached my quota. If these dogs could talk, for the past few days they'd say I was clingy. I'd wrestle with them, watch them like a yaya, walk with them and give them treats and pasalubongs all the time. I only let them be after dinner.
One of the morning rituals I look for and enjoy is drinking my cup of coffee in the garden and watch my dogs at play. Something about it calms me down. It gets my morning straight and gives me inspiration to work for them. I know it sounds silly, but my mornings aren't complete without watching them.
Yesterday the guys found a green ball in our garage. Must've been accidentally tossed by some kid. Well, poor kid, he won't see that ball again cause all hell broke loose. They were scrambling for it and eventually it went under my dad's car, classic dilemma! Chivas, Harvey and Bruce were trying to figure out how to get it and I wasn't keen on helping them no matter how Harvey went to me and pleaded. I knew they could figure it out on their own. Plus, I was enjoying watching them panic and work it out. Bruce obviously couldn't squeeze himself in. Harvey tried a couple of times, but Chivas eventually came through. That's what I call pure team work and dedication.
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| Ball accidentally went under the car. |
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| Nice effort Harvey |
Then when Chivas got the ball out, Bruce got it by sheer force. What he does is he makes them run for it. Harvey, who likes to play chase, loves this game. When Harvey catches up, Bruce always does this sharp 360 degree turn and run around the opposite direction. This is one of the rare times that they're complete and I dare not miss it. Usually Chivas would just watch them from a distance being a snob and all.
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| Chill time |
Bruce gets the privilege to become a leader in this game, but ironically he's always the first one to plop down. He is a low-energy dog. He gets strong energy spurts, but after 5 minutes, he's knocked down. Harvey and Chivas have more endurance. But while Bruce rests, the two dogs chill around with him.
Probably they did 3 sets of Chase-Me-With-The-Ball game. It must have been that tiring because after that, they each had a long brunch nap.
I love these dogs.
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