Play Ball!

It's still hot here in Missouri. While we haven't hit 100 in a few days, the temps are hanging in the 90s and the rain that's been forecast every day has managed to go around us leaving only high humidity behind. But despite the uncomfortable weather, a dog just has to play ball sometimes.

 When we went out this afternoon, instead of finding something to explore or chew on, everyone milled around waiting for me to come up with an activity.

I was interested in getting pictures of the new short hairdos that everyone is sporting. Each evening Rob works on one or two of them to get them trimmed down without forcing anyone to stand on the table for hours at a time. Noah is looking exceptionally good and enjoying the cooler coat.

It didn't take long for the pack to let me know that a fast paced ball game would be appreciated. Do you know how difficult it is to aim and take pictures while throwing several plastic balls down the hill?
 I guess my coordination just isn't as good as I thought it was.

Sky is begging," forget the pictures and just throw the ball".

Norma Jean never had much interest in chasing the ball until this summer. After learning how to do water retrievals at the lake, suddenly she's turned into one of my best retrievers on land, too.

Last week we had a little scare with Samba, but as it turned out she and I are doing some therapy with the ball to stretch out her remaining jaw muscles and keep them working well. I guess the others wanted to get in on the fun.

 

 After all that running everyone had a long cool drink and now there are sleeping dogs all over the place, till the hands of the clock approach 4. Then they'll all be reminding me that it's dinner time.