The regular season of Major League Baseball ends this Sunday and moves into the playoffs. My San Francisco Giants had one of the worst seasons in the Clubs 100+ years history. But even in the down years baseball is never very far from my heart. And any ball is never very far from Kloe’s mouth.
I always wanted a dog that would fetch. One that would chase the ball down with the passion of Willie Mays making an over the shoulder catch in the 1954 World Series. A dog that would love to play ball. Bailey had no interest in playing ball choosing instead to chase squirrels and birds. I thought Kali might have been a ball chaser but it didn’t take her long to find out that the ball was not food and therefore why exert any energy running to it and – God forbid – pick it up and bring it back to me!
So this may fall into the category of be careful of what you wish for.
Kloe loves the ball. Kloe is never far from a ball. Kloe sleeps with her ball. Kloe drinks with her ball. Kloe can play fetch for as long as your arm can muster up another throw. Hey she’s 18 months old, is strong as an ox, impervious to fatigue, and frankly has a little tunnel vision (the ball).
So I muse about being careful what you wish for but really I think it is pretty cool that I finally have a dog that will “Play ball”.
Somebody PLEASE throw the ball for me!
“I can do this forever Mom”