Showing posts with label fetch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fetch. Show all posts

Monday, March 30, 2009

Tennis Ball Hunter


Bailey, my Labrador Retriever, is an intense hunter. Of tennis balls, that is. And sometimes sticks or very large branches. However, when it comes to living things that run, fly or otherwise scamper around... she has absolutely zero interest.

While this is a wonderful thing when you take into account the fact that I also have cats and birds as pets, I do think it's odd. I got her from a great breeder in Colorado and what I find amusing is that her bloodlines are full of champion hunters.

Now, I did NOT get her for hunting purposes whatsoever (I'm not a fan of hunting at all). And at the time, I didn't really understand the difference between the hunting and show dogs - I just wanted a lab from a good breeder. And what I also find funny is that out of a large litter of puppies, I just happened to choose what was probably the only non-hunter of the bunch.

Lucky for me, I say. And hey, she IS a hunter. Of tennis balls. So to all tennis balls out there... beware.


Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Dog's Worst Nightmare (what - no more fetching??)

Yes, it's true.

Bailey, my 9-yr old yellow lab (why do people always qualify this with color? "black lab", "chocolate lab"... I dunno) that I was playing fetch with, ruptured her CCL (cranial cruciate ligament) in her right hind leg the other day.

Fetching the ball is her favorite game ever. EVER. I haven't yet figured out how to break it to her that her fetching days may be over. That picture in the sidebar of this blog is her, doing what she loves most. What a bummer.