I love toys... and Mama knows I love toys becaue everytime I get to ride in the car (which is a lot) Mama brings me a new toy. Squeaky toys are my favorite and I love to rip them apart to kill the squeaker, but Mama says that's what bad dogs do so I don't get very many of them to play with. Oops...
But the one thing I love more than a squeaky toy... is the bird. The bird is a special toy that waterdogs get to "play" with. Mama and Daddy say that the bird is part of my training but I don't see how. It is just so much fun!
We play a game called Get The Bird where I have to be on my best behavior and listen very closely to Mama and Daddy's commands. I have to sit very quietly next to Daddy's side and Mama or Daddy throw the bird with all of their might into the water.
Then (and this is the worst part) I have to sit and watch the bird swim in the water before I can go get it! Then (this is my favorite part) Daddy says "fetch it up" and I get to run into the water as fast as I can and swim with all of my might to bring the bird back to Daddy and drop it at his feet so it will be thrown in the water again!
This game is so much fun because it means I get to ride in the truck with Mama and Daddy, and I get to go to the beach! I love riding in the truck just as much as I love going to the beach. Who knew that training could be so much fun?




Whhhhaaaaaaattttt???? When did this happen???
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