Gypsy has finally decided to play fetch. Simba has retrieved the ball or frisbee since the first day I brought her home. She was 8 weeks old. Gypsy was too worried about losing the ball to Simba. Once Gypsy gets the ball she won’t give it up and just wants to play “Simba chase me”. Now I throw two balls. One for Gypsy and one for Simba. Simba brings back the ball for more. Gypsy holds on to her and runs with Simba back and forth as Simba chases and retrieves her ball. Either way, they’re both getting the exercise they need. The other night I’m watching TV with Simba on my lap as usual and Gypsy brings her ball and releases it. From there she wanted to play fetch. Simba prefers to sit on my lap instead of playing ball. It works out perfect for Gypsy.
Gypsy is now a little over one year old. She hasn’t slowed down at all but at least the destruction has. She is fully aware that she has done something wrong but just can’t seem to help herself. I believe she has learned right from wrong but every once in a while the puppy brain takes over and wins over her logic. One and a half weeks before Thanksgiving, my oven/stove went on the brinks. The technician came a stated that the electronic panel (the oven’s brains) had to be sent in to be refurbished because they don’t carry replacement for that model anymore. All was fine until he said it would take 3-4 weeks to get back. That would not do! Thanksgiving was a week away! Besides not being able Continue reading →