It’s October now and the weather is finally getting a little cooler. You know what that means? That means I have more energy to catch more Frisbees. In the summer it’s just too hot. I’ll catch it once or twice and then I’ve had it. I’m ready to go back into the nice, air-conditioned house. I might pick up a soft ball inside and ask my person to throw that for me, but usually I just want to take a nap. A nap on the nice, cool tiles in the bathroom.
But now, I feel like catching a few more Frisbees when I’m outside. Not a lot yet. It’s not quite that cool. But when it does cool off enough I like to wear my person out. She keeps my Frisbee up high where I can’t reach it. She says she doesn’t want me to chew it up, which is a bummer because I love the feeling of chewing on plastic. When I get her to let me out, if she doesn’t grab that Frisbee I remind her by a tilt of my head in the right direction. She knows what I’m talking about.
Pretty soon now it’ll be cool enough and my person will quit before I’m ready to. I don’t know why she gets worn out so easily. After all, in the cool weather we should be able to play Frisbee all day.