When the marble games came out, Fletcher decided that he would learn, too. At first, he chose to stand in the ring but then watched intently from outside with the rest of us. He was totally fixated on the idea of "mini balls"...chewable? Able to chase and retrieve? All balls do belong to Fletcher!
Six of us are just returning from a brief stay at the beach. It was the dogs' only chance to go on a vacation with us this year. The weather was predicted to be cold and unpleasant but the Dog Gods looked out for their own and it was quite enjoyable. Just enough wind to fly the kite with success.