As you all know by now, Sadie is completely obsessed with her little squeaky balls. Every night, if she’s in possession of a functioning squeaker, Sadie will squeak constantly for an hour or two. She’ll run around the house, squeaking, rolling, dropping, and chasing that ball until she’s exhausted. She also tries to get me involved in the process, giving me the ball to throw, asking me to play catch, losing the ball under furniture so I have to come rescue it, etc. After months of this cycle, I have realized that the quickest way to tire Sadie out and get her to stop squeaking for the night is to play catch with her for as long as possible. And during these nightly games of catch, I’ve developed an obsession of my own. I can’t seem to stop taking pictures of Sadie catching the ball. I just love the way these action shots look. When I get photos ready for this blog, I rename them with a description and number, and right now I am up to catch photo number 43. And those are the photos good enough for the blog, so you cam imagine how many hundreds of others I’ve taken to get 43 awesome pictures. So it would seem that Sadie’s squeaky ball obsession is contagious enough to infect me with my own obsession.
This post is part of Rascal and Rocco‘s Pet Parade blog hop.
