In his time with us, Edwin has learned to roughhouse with his foster dad, catch and fetch.
He has developed a love of tennis balls, rope balls, a West Paw Zogoflex ball,the stuffed balls that used to be on a John Deere rope toy, any round toy, and just to throw some variety in there, disc-shaped toys and stuffed toys with avoidable squeakers.
But despite Gambit’s desperate efforts, including frequent play bows, Eddie had never wanted to play with him – only with his humans. Eddie’s typical response is to do a very exaggerated “elevator butt” move, drop one side of his face to the floor, bark, and lay down.
But this week, without provocation, Edwin did something completely out of the blue.
He walked into the living room where Gambit and I were hanging out on the couch, made his elevator butt move, dropped his face to the floor, barked, and….
ran out of the room!
The chase only lasted a minute or two due to Gambit’s uncertainty about whether his foster brother really, finally wanted to play, but Edwin instigated a game of tag all on his own.
It has not happened since, but that little game of tag was huge progress for Eddie!