Pancho's Life As A Dog

Winters in Minnesota are tough on Pancho. It's too freaking cold for me and my Texan sensibilities to do anything with him except take him for short walks and long runs. Gone are the days of summer, where I'd take Pancho to the dog park or down to the edge of the Mississippi River to run around.

To keep him active and entertained I have had to invent a few games for him. But much to his chagrin I have phased out the backyard games because he is tearing up our backyard with his strength, speed, and enthusiasm for running, jumping, and chasing things both real and imagined.

So we play Dog Football, Dog Boxing, Dog Wrestling, and Dog Soccer in the living room and a few other games. I took pictures of him playing one of them, which I named Buried Ball. I hide Pancho's plush ball under his dog bed and he flips the bed upside down to get to the ball.

This really should be a ten second process, but Pancho really overdoes the bed flipping process so the whole thing can take over minute. Or when I hold to bed down so he can't flip it over, he relentlessly tries to do it anyway. I have lasted five minutes participating in this, but got bored. Pancho however, had no intention to stop, even if he had to paw at that dog bed for another two hours, God love him.

All this for a nasty saliva and dirt crusted plush basketball that is coming apart at the seams. I tried getting pictures of him playing his other favorite indoor game, Ball In A Bag, but he moves to fast, and my camera too slow, for me to get any worthwhile photos.


The search is on...


The discovery is about to made...



VICTORIOUS!!!