If you’ve been around my blog any length of time, you’ve met my dog Bailey. He is a short-hair Collie. He looks like “Lassie with a haircut.” Other folks have remarked that he looks like he is part Greyhound. And he certainly runs fast, when he’s in the mood.
Bailey enjoys a good game of tug-of-war, he has very strong teeth, and usually wins. The secret to winning against Bailey is to wait until he has to open his mouth to get a better grip. In that split second, you can grab the toy and win!
Last night, Bailey challenged Grandma.
He ran over and got — Hey, that’s one of my good dishcloths!
He brought it over to Grandma.
Grandma grabbed on, and held tight.
Bailey pulled……
And he pulled so hard that he ripped the dishcloth.
Grandma conceded.
“Nobody beats me at tug-of-war,” Bailey brags.
Filed under: Bailey, Dog's Life, Life, Pets Tagged: Bailey, Breeds, Collie, Dog, dogs, Greyhound, Lassie, memoir, Pets, Recreation, tug of war
