Probably my favorite game to play with my humans is, “Gimme Dat!”
The game starts by me choosing a toy, bone, rope, stick, or the like, and prancing over to my respective human with my ears up and my eyes bright. I take a couple of graceful little leaps to let them know I am in a playful mood. They always fall for it.
Immediately, said human says, “Gimme dat!” and makes a grab for what I have in my mouth. Tonight it was one of the indestructible Nylabones. Mom tried to get a pic of me mid-air but alas, only had the following fuzzies to show for it:
Note, butt in the air, tail waving. Mom says, “Gimme dat!” and I make a mad dash for the upstairs:
At this point, Mom was able to get the bone away from me and toss it down the hallway. Scramble! Pounce! I win!
My humans are pleased with me, as I tended to be very mindful of my toys, and now I have learned to not be aggressive about them. Mom has even taken a toy right out of my mouth with no repercussions from me. I have learned that she is going to throw the toy, and then I will get it back.
Gimme dat! I love this game! I can play it all night. Until I get tired, then I want to crash in my chair. Unfortunately, tonight, I chose the ottoman, and rolled right off it. Thump!
I played it off, though, by going into “belly rub” mode. After I got my belly rub, I climbed back on the chair and settled down.
I’m a sleepy, good girl! Woof! Love, Maggie