My sister and brother-in-law have a dog with an unhealthy obsession. Kiefer is crazy about tennis balls.
He will run after that tennis ball for as long as you can stand to chuck it.
But, please. Never chuck it into the hedge. Or into the neighbor’s yard. Or anywhere that Kiefer can’t access it.
Because the obsession will take hold and Kiefer will pine for that ball like it was the last tennis ball on the planet.
Case in point: last time we had a BBQ at Danae and Andrew’s house, someone unwittingly threw the tennis ball into the arborvitae.
Bad, bad, bad idea.
Kiefer required 4 people to search high and low through the bushes to find the ball.
See him hopping around encouragingly? Obsessed, I tell you.
We tried offering the Kiefer another ball, but he would have none of it. He only wanted The Lost Tennis Ball. Even the neighbor on the other side of the hedge came out to help look for the ball.
It took about a half hour to find it. Danae and Andrew are really patient people.
I think they will get an extra jewel in their crowns in heaven for having to search through spiderwebs in the arborvitae for a tennis ball.