Louis loves to play tug toy games but the older he gets the lazier he is when it comes to playtime.
Apologies for the noisy film running in the background; Suzy loves her horror movies. I don’t; hence why Louis and I were playing lazily.
Louis is getting a little slower generally speaking. Playtime on the field during the weekend used to consist of a long session of throwing and retrieval of his tug toy but this now lasts about ten minutes. He’ll go get his toy but tends to be half-hearted when it comes to bringing it back. Yesterday we tried our old back garden tactic for recall when he was a puppy. That’s Sue and I at opposite ends calling Louis using the power of sausages. We managed to get him to do a few lengths of a football pitch which tired him out.
He did make me laugh today though. At the end of the walk he gets all the pieces of sausage that are left over after the walk. He has to work for them with stands, lie downs, sits and, the difficult one – wait. This is where you hold a piece of sausage and tell him to wait. If you move the sausage closer to him he moves away until he’s given the okay command when that sausage disappears in microseconds. Today though Suzy held a morsel out for him and told him to wait. Louis, however, must have felt he deserved it without waiting so used his snout to tip Sue’s outstretched hand. Rule one in Louis’ book is, “If it’s on the floor or ground then it’s mine” as that piece of sausage was quickly hoovered up.