Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Squeaky Balls

First, i'm aware i haven't had a chance to post anything in the last month with everything that has gone on.  I'll be posting about everything real soon.  But this is something that absolutely needs to be posted.  

Moby, our greyhound, loves squeaky balls.  Not just any balls, the balls in the shape of a tennis ball that squeak when you squeeze them.  He loves them so much in a matter of ten minutes, he will have the squeaker disabled and the ball split open so you can flatten it out.  Does the death of the squeaker discourage him?  Absolutely not.   Recently we purchased a three pack of those squeaky balls.  These were the medium orange tennis balls, his absolute favorite.  Of course he couldn't contain himself, nor could he get a hold of one quick enough. After what seemed like an infinite matter of doggie time, the netting package was open.  The very clean, very soft, and very orange ball is now reflecting off the ambient light into the "sushi" look of the greyhound ready to pounce and sprint the 3 strikes to 45mph.  A quick through and a drooled catch and he is gone into the next room to chew to his orgasmic doggie pleasure.  This of course didn't last long.  Long enough to put the other two on the patio table and walk over to the pool and relax with our feet in there when the squeaker suddenly stopped.  Seeing as how his new toy died and remembering there was another two in the package,  he went searching.  Low and behold he found them sitting on the patio table.  Without any regard to a big "HEYYYY",  he snatched the balls off the table, package and all and ran back inside to his chewing delight.  Laughter burst out from the pool as the squeaker of an ill fated ball echoed from inside the house.  This wouldn't be the last....

FOOD OR PLAY?
First off, Moby is on a see food diet.  He see's food he eat's it.  Frankly, he'll even eat the boogers attached to the tissues that we throw away in the bathroom trashcan.  We've caught him going in after the tissues while we take showers.  Why tissues?  I have no idea.  Usually he pukes them up so you would think he would learn by now, but he hasn't.  The good news is that he did learn his lesson after eating the swiffer duster and having to poop it out.  Swiffer dusters are no longer on his diet thanks to 2 days of vomiting before finally passing it out.  I guess it's one way to clean out your intestines.  Anyways, recently he got into the trash can that i left open and had recently threw away some old chili.  The tomatoes, spices, and onions are not a good thing for a dog to have.  So i had the fun job of inducing vomiting before anything get absorbed.  Yahoo.  But how soon we forget... 
So last week my coworkers threw me a daddy shower for the upcoming birth of my little girl whose name is *%&%#)$*%*%(%()$.  Sorry can't reveal it just quite yet.  The one advantage of being a male nurse and working with a bunch of women is they loving doing showers like that.  I was able to take a small cake home and sat it on the counter in our kitchen.  Why not?  It's not like Moby has ever tried to get anything from the counter.  Nope instead he usually tries to raid the trash cans or the dinner table after we get up.  The good news is that he doesn't beg while we are eating he just lays next to us laying in wait... 
A few days ago my wife went out and bought more of the those yellow squeaky balls that he loves.  I of course opened the netting pack and removed one of the three balls and started playing with him.  Without thinking, i placed the other two balls on top of the counter next to the cake.  So yesterday i was trying to get him to play with the one ball that i had already taken out but he wasn't interested in it at all.  What does that little stinker do instead?  I walk back into the living room to find him playing with two balls still wrapped up in the netting package.  Not only did he reach up on the counter to get those balls, he totally bypassed the cake that was sitting right next to it when he had a choice to eat or play with new squeaky balls.  Crazy Dog!!!  I think that's the first time he has every turned down food.  Just shows you how much he really loves those balls.