For a long time now, we’ve been jealous of all these athletic labs playing catch with frisbees effortlessly with their owners… while Roosevelt just stares idly at the plastic plaything and wonders why I’M super excited about it. It doesn’t smell good, it doesn’t taste good, it gets thrown high in the air and it doesn’t even make a sound! Super useless. Like, who cares about it? Definitely not Roosevelt.
And, once upon a time aka a few weeks ago, a certain Roosevelt was dominating all the toys at the dog park as usual. Tennis balls, rope toys, squeeky toys, kongs, etc… and miraculously, a frisbee. A small, fabric frisbee. But still a frisbee. Et voilà ! Frisbee interest has been sparked and he “gets it” all of a sudden.
I acquired one very similar at Unleashed by Petco yesterday. We’ve been playing with it ever since. Meaning we’ve had 3 half an hour sessions: The first one was just geting acquainted with the frisbee. Playing fetch. Treating when he gives it back to me. I got bored very quickly and just started throwing it at him. He’s pretty good at reading my mind when treats are around; he catches it. CLICK. YES! GOOD BOY! I repeated and rewarded the behavior as much as possible and even got it on video.
At it turns out, it was just beginner’s luck. Today he caught the frisbee 10% of the time. I’m still super excited about it… while he goes off to chase his beloved squeeky toy around the house.