Thursday, February 21, 2013

More Pocket Dog Chasing Balls Rules: The Places I Won't Go

As most of you know my favorite things are chasing my ball, eating, and snuggling with any available human.  I include sleeping under the heading of snuggling with any human.  First comes the snuggling, and then I drift off to sleep.  I do prefer a simple life.

I have a complicated set of rules when it comes to chasing my balls.  If my ball rolls to certain spots I run back to Daddy and look up at him with my: “I ain’t touching that ball there” eyes which are really effective eyes.

Then Daddy has to go and get the ball himself, bring it back to the throwing area, and throw it again.  Hopefully it doesn’t land on those impossible to land spots which I wrote about earlier, or the scary sports that I want nothing to do with.

These are some of the scary spots:

By the vents:  There is a dragon that lives under our house.  When is it cold out it blows hot air.  When it’s hot it blows cold air.  I know it is blowing air as a warning.  If I go near it the dragon is either going to blow fire and kill me or reach up with it’s tail and pull me down.  I don’t want either one of those things to happen to me so I send Daddy because he’s too big to be dragged down or to burn.

By the water dish:  I don’t like to have my teeth or my paws touch the water dish.  I can stand and lick the water from the bowl without touching the rim.  But when I have to get the bowl with my claws it sends shivers down my spine and if my teeth clang against medal I think I am getting tortured by a Nazi Dentist.

In a corner or along the baseboard:  Nobody puts Pocket in a corner!

Near any electrical cord:  One thing that Foley has taught me, if you bite an electrical cord you will never forget it.  I don’t want to try to pick up a ball, miscalculate my bite and explode like a Russian meteor,

Under the bed:  I sleep in the bed with my Mommy, Daddy and Foley.  The three of them pass a lot of wind while they are in there.  I know where that stinky wind goes.  It goes under the bed.  Ugh!  No thank you.  

I hope for you young pups who play ball inside your house that these tips will come in handy and give you a safe and happy ball playing experience.  


  1. You really have trained your Dad! Some humans would just leave the ball and not play anymore.

    XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy

  2. Great tips indeed and you are kind to make sure daddy gets some exercise too by getting the ball for you. Have a fabulous Friday.
    Best wishes Molly

  3. Another thing to always remember not to go.....the toilet! I have a sissy who loves to throw EVERYTHING into the toilet when the hoomans furget to put down the lid.


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