My dog Boudreaux is the coolest dog I've ever known. He loves playing with his chew toys. From tug-o-war to fetch, he loves it all, but his favorite part is having the toy in his mouth and being chased for the toy in order to play. He loves being pursued first and most. His face turns to complete rejection when he walks in circles around someone (chew toy halfway in his mouth) and they don't try to get the toy. He goes and curls up in his corner next to the grill and drops his toy between his paws. He doesn't realize the difference between a person not wanting to pursue the toy and a person not being interested in him. If they don't go for the toy, they don't like him (in his mind).
I adore being pursued. I love it when people are interested in your life and make it a point to find you at some point in their day. I've walked in circles around people too. And I've been rejected.....and I guess I have curled in my own little corner.......... too often. Maybe I don't realize the difference either.
Blasted chew toys.....
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