Watching dogs play everyday for the last 12 years, makes me wonder, if I have seen it all, but surprisingly enough and being thankful for it, I have not seen it all. There is a new surprise everyday, a new jump or twist. Stopping right in front of a ball, that even the behind goes up, because they are so fast and where are the breaks again? Turning midair to get out of the way or just jumping over a smaller dog, which was probably not appreciated.
Running down a hill in a speed, that makes you want to pray, that nothing will happen to the dog. Landing on there four paws hopefully, not always, the spine bending like a gymnast. Dashing, under, over thick brush, how do they fit? Sometimes because of their size they are coming to a dead end and have to retract, but not often. When they chase each other, the amazing turns they make or jumping up in the air with all four paws off the ground, it is like a dance and the wind and waves are the symphony.
Where we walk is a nice long fence on one side and the bay on the other, but thank god to nature, nothing stays the same, so there are some areas where they can climb under the fence. As we all know, the grass is greener on the other side, until we get to the other side. When they are ready to come back, you should see them. Looking for an area where the fence is a little higher so they can climb under and come back to us. You should see them, they look like a swimmer or a seal in the water, head down and under first, then head up, arching the back so they can fit, crawling and pulling themselves until the behind follows. Some dogs are better at it then others. Amazingly the larger dogs are very good at it.
All the running, turning, stopping reminds me sometimes of polo horses, the difference is, that the dogs do it on there own free will and the polo horses on the command of the rider.
The nice thing about the beach walk is, that it is like an agility course, but only free style.
Woof, woof
Sabine
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