yesterday, i bought bowie a kong toy. bowie has never really been big on toys, so I was pretty thrilled when he started to play with this kong. granted, i stuffed it full of hot dogs, but still, he goes at it for hours. i think his lack of interest in toys is a sign that he is not the brightest. i've noticed that at the dog park, the "smart" breeds love playing with toys. they fetch balls, toss donut toys into the air and paw at them so they roll around, and generally have lots of fun manipulating an interesting object. bowie runs. that is the only game he knows, and he thinks it's the tops. so when we take him to the dog park, he'll find someone to chase him and run. if they stop chasing him, which they almost always do, he gets sad. and then he stares intently at the other dogs playing fetch as if they're demonstrating some insanely complicated ritual. he has yet to decode it.
with this kong, he seems really committed to getting the hot dogs out, which isn't going to happen he grows fingers or shrinks into the size of a cockroach. what i like most is that it seems to be exercising his brain. i thought he would just gnaw on it and give up, but he keeps trying different things to get to the hot dogs. he's currently stabilizing it in a corner of the wall, and smushing his face against the tiny opening. such a cutie. he's having so much fun. then again, he could just be going mad. maybe he resents me for pretending to give him a hot dog when really i've just encased it in the ultimate bowie-proof shield. maybe i'm actually traumatizing him. O_O
whatever. i'll let him keep going. honestly, watching him freak out over this kong is a lot more entertaining than watching him sleep.
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