Day 1586

Gus is OBSESSED with retrieving tennis balls! Purchasing extra large ones (small ones are a choking hazard), we started throwing one for each boy…Gus tried to capture all of them! Well, he is a retriever, but this has gotten ridiculous.

Digging into my empathy reserves, I tried to find memories of items that made me “Gus-like”…

*Dayton’s Santa Bears

*Beanie Babies

*Cabbage Patch Kids

*Rollerblading

*Yarn

*Golden retrievers

*Rocks

The list goes on, but all of my quests seem innocent enough. I do remember a Santa Bear mission where someone got pushed into a table which shattered throwing glass shards in every direction. Another time found me gathering rocks from the North Shore. My eyes were bigger than my pockets, but I managed to hoist about 75 or 80 up the steep banks!

So, Gus being obsessed with tennis balls is understandable. Perhaps he “inherited” that trait from his mama?!