Let’s go to the park!

Every evening, Mum and Dad pack Elsie and me up in one of their cars and takes us to the park. Even Elsie, who doesn’t like car rides because they make her sick, gets excited about hopping in the car after the ball for this trip. We know we are going to “get worn out,” which is always a lot of fun – though I am not 100% sure what they mean by it. It seems to mean free reign at the park and running and running and running until no one wants to play with the ball anymore.

After a short drive, Mum jumps out of the car and gets the ball from between Elsie and me. Elsie bolts out of the backseat, unable to contain her excitement. I get out, wagging my tail so much it makes it difficult to squeeze from Mum’s backseat and to walk straight. (Going to the park is my favourite activity!)

As soon as we are both out of the car, Mum chucks the ball as far as she can. And thus begins the games. Dad usually gets it the first time, and he throws it even further.

We all chase the ball for a while. Once Mum and Dad get tired, we get the ball more often and change the game from monkeys in the middle or soccer…

We prefer keep-away and tug of war.

Elsie sometimes snags it out of thin air!

We always run our hardest…

And, we always leave happy and panting!