I used to see a guy and a standard poodle at the park. The guy had one of those throwing sticks, and his game was to cock his arm, and then wait… and wait… and wait some more before throwing it. The dog barking madly at him the whole time. Finally, the dog got tired of waiting, raced around behind him, jumped straight up about 6 or 7 feet, plucked the ball out of the cup, raced around in front of him, dropped it at his feet, backed up and barked at him. They repeated that scene two more times before the guy finally figured out what the dog was doing, and stopped messing around.
July 22, 2015