If Randy won't listen, he comes to me, repeats the behavior, and needless to say, this begins to interrupt whatever activity we are finishing up. When we ask him what he wants, his face zeros in on Randy, he freezes, stops barking, and listens as we ask, "Do you want a drink of water?" He remains frozen. One of us will then ask, "Are you hungry?" He remains frozen. "Do you want to go outside?" Frozen. "Are you ready for bed?" The happy dance begins, accompanied by vocal rejoicing!
We go upstairs, get ready for bed, brushing teeth, etc... Then we take the nice bedspread and all our "extra bed pillows men hate" slowly off the bed, and turn back the covers... By then, Chance's whole body is quivering... and he bounds onto the bed. The pig is always kept under Randy's pillow, and Chance is well aware of this. If Randy tries to just turn over and go to sleep, Chance isn't having it! The game must be played! Randy loves pretending he isn't going to play the game. Chance lays his chin on Randy's shoulder, staring intently with his big, brown, lovely eyes, waiting. If he has to wait too long, he comes to me, whining, and begging for me to make Randy play...
When Randy finally stops teasing, the game begins. Randy hides the pig under the covers, and makes the pig move under the covers toward Chance... Anyone observing would think Chance is capable of chewing a leg off, as he chases the covered pig moving under the covers.
Randy has very quick reflexes, and he will suddenly pull the pig from under the covers and make it "bite" Chance in the rear. Several other quick maneuvers bring delight to the game. This causes Chance to all but loose it! And so the play and laughter goes for about ten minutes, until at last I am the one who must declare Chance the winner by throwing the pig off the bed, and declaring, "You got that pig again Chance, thank goodness we can now sleep safe and sound. Then Chance is praised, petted, and hugged... his joy is complete!
Each night now when it gets about time for me to call Randy, Chance comet to me, and begins encouraging me to hurry up and call. He now climbs in my lap, tries to "paw the computer," and when he hears Randy's voice, he is filled with joy and excitement! As anyone who has a dog realizes, these wonderful creatures make such good life friends, and make life richer. My husband's jobs always carry a great deal of responsibility, but he never seems to suffer from stress. When he works, he works, and his focus is unbreakable. On the other hand, when he plays, he plays, and a good game of Pig, Pig, Pig, well played, melts the stress of everyone's day. Chance climbs from the bed, lays down on the floor, and falls to sleep immediately. God brings blessings and comforts to those who take the time and love to form a relationship with whatever animals are brought their way in life. Think I'll go make Chance a scrambled egg.