I have a confession to make - Page 5

Hmmmmmmm, how far back did these nightmares begin? Before or after 1971? .....  

My family is quite entertaining at night.  Both my brother and I walk,  talk (we will hold conversations with you) in our sleep, my sister sleeps with her eyes open, my brother used to have recurring nightmares about snakes and of course I had my rats. 

We used to make my sister talk in her sleep, lol. The sleeping with the eye's open would creep me out, though. My nightmare's usually involve walking through a foggy swamp where I keep dropping and picking up the same items, over and over again! By the time I wake up, I am exhausted!

I hate slime too.  We switched from Tennis Balls to hard white Lacrosse balls.  They still fit in the Chuckit and they don't get slimy at all.

The Chuckit has made playing fetch bearable.  I can't throw the ball far enough to allow the dogs to really expend any energy, so the Chuckit allows me to throw the ball 2-3 times farther and the dogs can get up to full speed. 

though I do have to say what scares me more than slime is my dogs running back on recall at full tilt.  I'm never actually sure they will get to a stop before sending me flying.

I don't care for the slime either but I just wipe it off on my jeans.  What grosses me out is if Echo is chasing a ball around in the house and she ends up dropping it in some loose hair then brings me a slimy, furry ball and drops it on my bare legs because I'm sitting there in my shorts trying to watch TV.  EWWWWW!  But hey!  We're making progress...she will now take that ball and dunk it in her water to clean it herself...so sometimes I'm treated to just a cold, wet ball on my bare legs.  UGH!
She will drive me crazy wanting to play keep away or fetch or just about anything...I swear she doesn't have an off button.  She has learned that I've had enough when I tell her to "Take the ball nite-nite" and she will take it to the closed door of our spare bedroom where it goes when I'm not willing to play and she will give it up to be put away.  She always looks a little crestfallen but always obeys.  Early the next morning she will sit outside that same closed door and wait for you to notice and if you don't notice she will chuf quietly to let you know she is ready for some one on one time.  LOL 

The one thing that can put me over the edge is a fly in the house.  I will not rest until I run it down and swat it dead.  Same way with a brown recluse spider...their bites are hideously dangerous and they are rife in the state of Ks.  I can spot one at 50 yards!  Anything else I guess I can handle.   

One of my old dogs didn't have an off switch.  He would have been such a great Sch dog, too bad there was no club locally at that time.  The drive that dog exhibited was amazing.  He could go all day.  You could throw something in high grass and he wouldn't come out until he found it.  If we went out on the boat the silly dog would swim out and swim around the boat, and you couldn't for the life of you get him IN the boat, he would just swim back and forth.  Shore to boat, boat to shore.  Inside he would always sit with the ball at your feet.  It got so tiring just exercising him we (in addition to at least 2-3 hours of outdoor full on engaging play and exercise) would get a laser pointer and run it up and down the hallway inside the house and he would chase that thing for hours.

On that note, I too hated it when the dog drops the ball in a dust bunny then brings it to me.  yumm (yuck)