Not a whole lot of snow, for sure, but it was snowing like mad, and begged for tracks to be made in it.
Koira was happy to oblige
Pallo just wanted me to throw the damn ball already
But, we had a visitor. A visitor named Possum. A very pretty border collie visitor named Possum. A very loud, pretty, border collie named Possum
She likes to do the signature bark-scream if the frisbee doesn't get thrown right away. And then growls up a storm at Koira when the frisbee does get thrown, since they both are frisbee dogs.
Koira even reverted back to the days of chasing other dogs rather than the toy, letting Possum win the frisbee more often than not.
Not to say Koira doesn't love herself some frisbee lips of her own.
They even got into some pretty intense tugging for a while, using the frisbee.
I'm starting to this this frisbee might not last as long as I was hoping. Though, for a soft frisbee, this Ruffwear one has lasted over 8 months already, which is pretty good, considering how hard on toys my guys can be.
Pallo thinks frisbees are stupid, and wants me to just throw the damn ball already
Contrary to what the snow may imply, it was not all that cold out there this morning, as Koira was happy to indicate with a huge, panting mouth and tongue the size of my car.
She was content to run after the frisbee as long as I would throw it though. She even started to pick up her own bark-scream from Possum's example. Though, I have to say, border collies are much better at being loud and obnoxius. Koira, try as she might, just can't get that earsplitting high pitched note into her pleading barks.
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