A few short weeks ago, Skye the Hairbeast would not play fetch, she would not play tug of war with a scrap of knotted rope that you buy at the pet store, she wouldn’t get down and play with other dogs. She was a runner, even when she was a little pup, we would take her to the dog park and all the other dogs would socialize and play and all the Hairbeast would do was run.
Hubby and I would sit on the ground with a tennis ball and roll it back and forth between the two of us, in an attempt to make her play with us. We figured that a tennis ball might entice her to play, since she loves to chew those suckers up so much. We figured wrong. She’d just lay there and watch Hubby and I play with the ball and let us have our fun, and once we were finished then she’d take her turn.
Then comes along Mal the Wonderpup, and his eight week old energy source and sense of playfulness and his driving understanding that everything in this universe if for chewing or playing with.
At first Skye was tentative, she’d play with him and observe our fun as we played with Mal but she’d never join in.
Until the other day, when we were playing tug of rope with Mal and suddenly Skye leaped in and stole the rope. Not only did she steal the rope, but she also started to play tug of rope with the Hubby.
Since Mal the Wonderpup has come into our family he has brought a new energy into our home, a kind of energy that only a new baby or pup can bring in. You experience this world through them, through their eyes and we are kept in tears of laughter on a daily basis. He has made Skye act like a pup, something she never did, even when she was one.
He really is Mal, the Wonderpup.
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