There aren’t a lot of games that my dogs can play together. It’s true that when they go to the dog park, they all run around and play chase…but when we’re home, it’s not like everyone can sit down to a game of Yahtzee.
Waldo is so much bigger than the other four dogs, that they are intimidated by his size and speed. If the yellow ball is in motion, no matter who is chasing it; they defer to the Big Guy. He ends up hogging it while everybody else watches.
Games of tug are one-on-one, and Taco and Lammy Lamb aren’t equipped for that. Taco’s teeth are too small, and Lammy Lamb barely has any teeth left to tug with. Maria and Rocket Boy can usually get a good game going, but again, that’s only two dogs, while three others sit watching.
Last night we discovered a new game that everyone can play. Froot Loop Catch. All the dogs circle around and one of us flings Froot Loops at their faces. My dogs love Froot Loops. Everybody stands in the circle and watches their buddies snatch the tiny donuts of dry cereal out of the air, and waits for their turn to try their skill. It’s a true group game, because the dogs that are waiting their turn know that every throw means a potential miss, and the possibility of an extra treat landing at their feet.
When we started playing last night, only Waldo and Taco were adept at catching the flying cereal. Waldo gets so excited that he barks between throws. Maria has never been taught to catch flying treats, but it didn’t take her long to catch on. She’s not very good at it yet, but she gets props for effort. Lammy Lamb is a little slow on the snap, (slow reflexes? Aging eyesight?) but still manages to catch about half of those thrown her way.
Rocket Boy is a different story. Always a little slower to learn things (it took more than a year to housetrain him), he wants the Froot Loops but doesn’t grasp the “catching” part. He doesn’t even open his mouth; he just lets them hit him between the eyes, then, he picks them up off the floor. He’s playing, but his game is more aptly called “Hit me in the face with some Froot Loops, please.”
Poor Rocket…he’s a little out of the loop.