Week 3

This week, I've learned more about my precious little girl. Although she's yet to reach 12 months, my furball is nothing less than a ball of energy and drive. Today, for 1 hour straight, I made her run for her oh-so-important tennis ball. I swear, if that thing were to vanish, I think she'd die on the spot. Anyway, she gave 110% of herself into the game, she jumped and pushed, she ran and hopped all over the place. I had to make her stop as she wasn't going to, even if it meant overheating. I took her in so she could rest but she begged for more, that poor fool. After a rest, I let her out back so we could play ball, once again. This time though, it lasted 15 minutes and was far less intense. Gotta love the determination and drive of a Border Collie.