But in In the Midwest, we have a sport that is even better, at least if you're a canine.
Leash (it's a city park, sorry Barkley)
One Redhead who is willing to get wet
One big creek
A few loose sticks found themselves carried down the creek to be snatched up in the jaws of the great Labrador Retriever like a Giant Grizzly.
You're going to have to get out there where it's a little deeper, that's where the sticks are.Insert Planes Trains and Automobiles voice here - "You're Going the Wrong WAY!
No, they come from UPSTREAM. Other way!
Just wait. .
I think I see another one coming!
I caught one! This one's TROPHY sized!
The sticks didn't survive the mandible of death.
Neither did the frozen yogurt.