Riley the wonder dog must have been taught by his previous owners to play fetch with a stick. How do we know this? Because any time he goes outside, instead of doing what dogs are supposed to out there, he first runs to the nearest stick. He picks it up and then begins to run back and forth in front of us until we’ll play with him.
When we either hit the lottery for millions or after I’ve become rich and famous, we’ll have to hire someone to play with him sometimes. It’s not that we don’t want to–just that this dog is non-stop!!!!
The first fall that we had Riley, he taught us something we hadn’t realized–besides having a lot of trees around our home, we have a lot of sticks that fall from them as well. That season, as more sticks dropped from trees, he had a veritable smorgasbord of them. Big ones. Small ones. Some that were super huge and had little twigs sticking out of them.
He loved them all. And if a stick is available, he will forego playing with a toy.
Guess he’s begun to branch out.
Yeah, that was a groaner. But stay with me…
He’s even played with sticks that had dozens of dried leaves attached.
It’s hilarious when he gets this kind, though, because he runs back and forth across the yard looking as proud as if he were carrying an Olympic flag.
This makes sense because he’s so cute…fetching, if you will…
Okay. No more really bad jokes. At least not in this post.
One day a few months ago, he picked up a stick that was about five feet long. Seriously. This little dog was running around with a stick about three times his own length. We tried to get a photo of him with it, but then he got so excited running around with it that he broke it in half.
That didn’t stop him. He ran around with a three-foot-long stick. And while he kept banging into things with it, he wouldn’t drop it.
Guess it’s due to his stick-to-it-iveness.
Yeah, I know. I did it again. Sorry.
But watch the video. You’ll get a kick out of it.