Daily Archives: November 28, 2006

Snow Ball

I love throwing snowballs for the dog. As I gather the snow into my hands he begins to get excited, with little jumps and intently staring eyes. Once the snow is packed nice and tight I wind up to deliver the ball into the far corner of the yard. As I pull my arm back he starts to run, carefully watching over his shoulder as he goes. I throw the ball and his eye never leaves it even as his gait picks up. Finally the ball lands a few feet in front of him and he pounces. Of course the ball is now just snow but Mac doesn’t know that and starts the serious chore of rooting around to find any piece that may still exist. Now I don’t know if it’s his retriever nose or that he just loves fucking with my head but he always finds something and returns it to me. He literally sticks his nose into the snow, pulls out a mouthful and runs back to drop it in front of me. Is he playing me like I play him or do I give him too much credit? Could he possibly smell my scent on some bit of snow and think that he’s actually found the ball? I’ll never know.