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Silly games
I am just playing with my little princess and curious to what silly games you play with your pet. Me and the monster play a game where I hold something and tease her with it, as she goes to grab it I pull it away from her, when finally letting her have it, she holds it in her mouth and goes to put it in my hand, as I go to grab it, she pulls her head away from me so I can't, quite often I've ended up chasing her around the house :) (not so good if she has something in her mouth that I may need though) x
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.My girl and I play 'sock monster'. This takes place when I am putting on my socks in order to go out for walkies. It started when I used to change my trousers too, and I'd push my feet suddenly out of the bottoms of my jeans straight in from of her. Now she just waits for the socks to go on and stands there barking at my feet until I push my feet into her face, at which point she makes a half-hearted grab for them before charging through the kitchen and down the hall to the front door and back before repeating the process all over again. I can vary this by holding my stance and staring at her,
Mosaic, that reminds me of a free-range budgie my nan used to have. Nan often used to hang her walking stick over the edge of a table, and the budgie would spend ages nipping back and forth under the little bridge it made.
Another little game was chucking bits of grit out of her cage. Only thing was, granddad, who was bald, used to sit underneath the cage to read. It was hilarious watching the stuff as it bounced off his head, him sitting there very po-faced pretending to ignore it.
Roxie, we used to have a basset hound who would raid the dirty laundry when we were out and would greet us upon our return with a lovely pair of dirty pants. Funny, but not so much if you're bringing guests home.
Another little game was chucking bits of grit out of her cage. Only thing was, granddad, who was bald, used to sit underneath the cage to read. It was hilarious watching the stuff as it bounced off his head, him sitting there very po-faced pretending to ignore it.
Roxie, we used to have a basset hound who would raid the dirty laundry when we were out and would greet us upon our return with a lovely pair of dirty pants. Funny, but not so much if you're bringing guests home.