West Highland Terriers require their play time. Yes dog owners your dog loves to play. You can’t simply abandon your dog and ignore us!
In my younger days I loved chasing the ball or a frisbee. But why was Master Robert always yelling at me to return with the ball or the Frisbee? I could go until my body said enough. Then I’d lie down and catch my breath and Master Robert would quickly get the cue it was time to return home. I would tank up on water like a camel and have the best sleep. I would also chase the ball indoors but outside I could show off my speed. West Highland Terriers can run fast!
Then there was the towel game. Grab a towel and shake it back in forth like I was breaking the back of prey. Yes my instinct again. I also chased stuffed animals and loved their squeak when I shook it back and forth in my jaws. Instinct again.
Then there was the shift and shake game. Master Robert would approach me bent down and shift his legs back and forth. I would do the same and bark and snap in play. So tiring.
I played a soccer goalie too!
Oh yes I liked footsie with Mistress Fotini when she moved her pant legs about and I was nearby I might get close and mouth the pant leg and have a friendly tussle with her wiggling foot.
One activity I would not call play was attacking the vacuum cleaner much to the chagrin of the Stephen Family member operating the vacuum. I would be shooed out of the way. Geez instinct again?
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