FLD Gus has this flying-thing going on lately. Everywhere he goes, he LEAPS. LEAPS onto his mat, LEAPS through the snow to find a place to "park," LEAPS over puddles of slush at the corner when we cross the street.
It is as if he has springs for legs.
The other morning, he decided that a comfortable place to chew his Kong was ON MY LAP. I was sitting on a low rocking chair and he sat facing me, red Kong hanging out the side of his mouth like a cigar. Without warning, without coiling to spring, he SPRANG straight UP and landed on my lap, light as a feather!
What control! What precision!
Andy was relaxing on the recliner across from me. After a few moments of uncontrolled giggling, I said, I wish you could have seen him from this angle!
After a few more moments of unabashed guffawing, Andy replied, "I was wishing you could have seen him from my angle!"
Oh silly puppy. Those aren't wings, but springs!
A FIB IN RESPONSE
in 53 pounds--
Labrador learns levitation