Sunday, July 12, 2009

Fetch, the Husky Way

So the human woman snuck out last night with the Mutatoe and played throw the squeeky with him. I know she did this because my keen hearing heard the squeeking going on outside. I can’t hear the human woman yelling at me to get off her head (when I’m sitting on her head) and I can’t hear her tell me that I need to get a pill or get brushed, I can’t hear her when she’s screaming for me to stop standing on her broken foot, and I can’t hear her when she’s demanding that I come inside when its snowing, but I can hear the can opener, the food bin opening, the cracker container opening, and I can hear a squeeky toy in the back yard through closed doors.

So, in they come, the human woman gimping and complaining about being eaten alive by mosquitos (sure, complain about our fur on your furniture, its that fur that makes us impervious to mosquitos you hairless wonder), and the Mutatoe smells like squeeky toy.

Sure, she played for a good half hour with me in the house with the squeeky hot dog (that doesn’t taste anything like the hotdog I stole from the counter years ago, and nothing like the bratwurst I stole from the deck table), but if she’s going to spend quality time tossing a squeeky for the Mutatoe, then she’s going to throw one for me too!

The Mutatoe has the perfect husky “fetch” technique. He runs after the squeeky when its thrown, then makes it squeek a few times, sits down and waits for the human woman to gimp out to where he is so she can throw it again for him.

I have a small variation to this game, its called “hopeful optimism”. Human woman throws the squeeky toy, I run after it and run back at her full speed, veering at the last second to avoid her (although I have misjudged the distance a few times and layed her flat, or she’s moved in my way to get out of my way with the same hilarious result = human woman flat on her back keening and broken). Then the next time she throws it... I just stand there. Refuse to go get it. Just laugh at her while she tells me to go get it. Yeah right, you fool, you never learn now do you?

So I let her throw it, ran after it dutifully, then... out she had to gimp, going after the squeeky. She’ll then toss is close to me, dangle it above me, do everything including making strange animal noises to entice me to attack it... to no avail, then I refuse to come inside until she’s inside and sitting for 3.5 seconds, then I claw at the back door and scream.

Gosh I love playing with the human woman.


the magic sleigh said...

he,he,he, you made me laugh, I love they way you play with your Mommy, I do the same things, I love the wooing at the back door part, just after she sits, I wait and watch her sit, then woo and jump on the door to come in
-Kira The BeaWootiful

NAK and The Residents of The Khottage Now With Khattledog said...

They are just the best toys available!


The Thundering Herd said...

Fetch? Oh, we thought that was tag. Human throws object. We run out and touch it, leave it on the ground, and do zoomies. Human walks over, grabs it, throws it again. Repeat.

Gus, Louie and Callie said...

It sure sounds like you have that gimpy mom trained very well.
We usually bring the tennis ball back but lately it has been just to hot to even play ball.

Big Sloppy Kisses
Gus, Louie and Callie

Teddy Westlife said...

I chase after my mouses when dad throws one for me, but then I just sit next to it and wait for him to throw it again.

I really am an honorary husky!

Huffle Mawson

Ozzie the OZmonster & Zowie said...

It's the husky way. I like a slight variation on this game though. I like to entice them by getting the squeaky 2-3 times and then i just toss it to the side and run down to the fence. Occassionally I will grab a different sqeaky as well.

Khady Lynn said...

Yes, they can be most entertaining when they are doing what we want them to!! And, YOU do it the best!


Jack & Moo said...

Oh yeah, those interactive toys are the best!

Woos & a-roos,
Star & Jack a-roo

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