At some point, I use a “Chuckit” with a tennis ball that hurls it down a gravel road into an adjoining field. It is great exercise for him.
Sometimes I inadvertently manage to throw the ball directly into a large bush that hangs over a 12-inch drainpipe. Zen proceeds to go on a hunt directly into the bush and usually emerges with the misdirected tennis ball.
Sometimes it lands in a position that is too high for him to retrieve It is impressive of how he repeatedly attempts to get the stuck ball. At some point if he cannot reach it, he will turn around, look directly at me as if to say, “can’t get it”. I then walk down and shake or beat the bush with the Chuckit until the ball drops.
The other morning in a sleepy haze, I cast the ball and once again, it lands in the bush. Zen ran over and gave search, only to turn around and give me that look. However, before I even start down the hill, surprisingly, he gives a new look.
This look is as if say, “I’ve got it covered” as he turns abruptly, racing down the field to where the drainpipe empties along the road. He stands poised at full attention looking directly at the drainpipe. It looks like he is a bird dog pointing!
I am saying to myself, "there is no way it will roll down that quick” no sooner I say this, when Zen sticks his head directly into the pipe and emerges with the ball!
My jaw dropped on that note, as I once again get the feeling this dog is brilliant cause he knew it was coming!
Stay tune for the next adventure.