Usually mom will play with me a lot, especially when it’s nice outside. And, it was real nice today–warm, sunny, slight breeze.
I took my ball outside this morning, but mom just sat on the fence watching me. When she didn’t play ball with me, I got a stick; I thought she might play with that. I was wrong. I guess she didn’t feel like playing today. But, I sure felt like playing. I took the ball in my mouth and ran way far out into the big yard. I dropped it and ran off. I ran around some more, mostly along the fence line, and then got my ball again. I ran up to mom and dropped it at her feet. She didn’t even throw it for me.
So, I got the ball again and ran way out into the big yard again, dropped it, ran around, got it again, brought it back to mom, and dropped it at her feet again. Still, she did nothing. So, I guess she just didn’t feel very well–maybe she had another headache.
Whatever was wrong with mom, I sure hope she’s over it tomorrow. It’s going to be another nice day.