What would you think if I came to you with this tennis ball?
You would probably think I want you to throw the ball. Or maybe even chase me and play keep away with the ball. But you would be wrong. This is a game I taught Mom for inside when it was too hot to go out to play. Here's how it works:
I bring Mom a tennis ball and drop it at her feet.
She knows it's now her turn to get a Muffin Tin and fill it up with tennis balls under which she hides treats for me. I never know which muffin holes will have a treat but I can usually smell them and pick the ones right off that have a treat under them.
Of course, that means that some of the balls escape from the muffin tin and spread out all over the floor. That's when it gets really fun. 'Cuz then Mom asks me to pick up the balls and put them away. Every time I put one away, I get ANOTHER treat.
(See why this is so fun for me? Mom calls me a Treat Whore. I don't know what that means but it sounds pretty cool!) Here's how I play my game:
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