Emily_Babbelhund
Mama Red HOT Pepper
- Location
- Regensburg, Germany
Carbon is a ball addict. Or more specifically an 'anything that rolls quickly and squeaks" addict. I know this. I've not used balls with him a lot, but when I do it's always a question of, "Am I giving him something he loves because it would be mean to deprive him?" or "Am I essentially giving a toddler crack cocaine?" Meaning even 'a little' may be a really, really bad idea.
For 10 days we've not played with the ball at all. I've been doing the dummy retrieve game @Beanwood taught us last weekend, a lot of SD training which he loves and plenty of fun sniffy walks around the holiday park we live in at the moment. Today I did all that and he was still full of beans. Not nervous, just not content to watch me work on the computer any more. I had to do a last bit of work and he climbed up on the sofa, then climbed up on the back of the sofa and draped himself over my head. That was a new one. Benson must be giving pointers.
I was grumpy, I was tired and I wanted something easy to wear him out. So I grabbed the two tennis balls to play his drop it game. I turned on a podcast so I wouldn't get bored out of my skull (I'm good for about 5 minutes of ball throwing normally) and chucked a ball at him for 30 minutes.
The end result was that my sweet Spanish gentleman boy got very hyped up. After 30 minutes of play, he was exponentially MORE wired than when we'd started. In fact, he made 'when we started' look like he'd been about ready to doze off. His eyes were wild, he was panting, he couldn't lay down. He SAW me put the balls away, but still frantically ran around the house looking for them.
It reminded me of when Brogan used to have panic attacks after hearing gunshot.
I lay down on the floor with him and petted him while he panted. It took 45 minutes for him to calm down and notice me. Another 15 minutes before I got him to start gently playing with me and another (non-ball) toy.
I felt like the devil for having done that to him.
What I no longer have any doubt about: "Am I giving him something he loves because it would be mean to deprive him?" or "Am I essentially giving a toddler crack cocaine?" The answer is pretty clear. The balls are getting put away. Maybe someday they can come out again to be used in another safer way, but I doubt it.
For 10 days we've not played with the ball at all. I've been doing the dummy retrieve game @Beanwood taught us last weekend, a lot of SD training which he loves and plenty of fun sniffy walks around the holiday park we live in at the moment. Today I did all that and he was still full of beans. Not nervous, just not content to watch me work on the computer any more. I had to do a last bit of work and he climbed up on the sofa, then climbed up on the back of the sofa and draped himself over my head. That was a new one. Benson must be giving pointers.
I was grumpy, I was tired and I wanted something easy to wear him out. So I grabbed the two tennis balls to play his drop it game. I turned on a podcast so I wouldn't get bored out of my skull (I'm good for about 5 minutes of ball throwing normally) and chucked a ball at him for 30 minutes.
The end result was that my sweet Spanish gentleman boy got very hyped up. After 30 minutes of play, he was exponentially MORE wired than when we'd started. In fact, he made 'when we started' look like he'd been about ready to doze off. His eyes were wild, he was panting, he couldn't lay down. He SAW me put the balls away, but still frantically ran around the house looking for them.
It reminded me of when Brogan used to have panic attacks after hearing gunshot.
I lay down on the floor with him and petted him while he panted. It took 45 minutes for him to calm down and notice me. Another 15 minutes before I got him to start gently playing with me and another (non-ball) toy.
I felt like the devil for having done that to him.
What I no longer have any doubt about: "Am I giving him something he loves because it would be mean to deprive him?" or "Am I essentially giving a toddler crack cocaine?" The answer is pretty clear. The balls are getting put away. Maybe someday they can come out again to be used in another safer way, but I doubt it.


