So Zeus is beyond obsessive about tennis balls. We don't let him have them at home because he just destroys them.
Now he's found one in a field and he's never giving it up.
If this were a message from a higher power what would it mean?
Slow down and enjoy the field?
Haha, you really thought you were in control, you doofus?
Or maybe just let Zeus have more tennis balls?
I've tried to tempt him with treats. Lure him with a big stick (his second favourite play item.)
I've tried to herd him like a cow into the corner of the field so I can grab the ball.
I've tried letting him through a gate he's not usually allowed through, pretending to leave him like people do with toddlers, shouting “Bye! I'll see you later!”
I've lain down out of sight for ten minutes then ‘returned’ to collect him.
He's just never coming home. And neither am I.
I always wanted to live in field.
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