The game doesn’t last very long if Woo eats all the props!
And so … No Woo For You!
Hey, who wants to see my wiener?
“Oh! Me! Me! Me too!”
Okay then. But no touching.
I said no touching!
“No touching what? I don’t see anything. No wiener here. Nope. There is NO WIENER on my foot.”
(it’s called a coping mechanism)
Let’s just see a close up
Piper. HEY, Piper!
“Leave me alone, I’m making sure the wiener doesn’t go anywhere.”
“Can I touch it yet? Please?”
Piper … is there a wiener on your foot?
“Nope. Not at all. Nuthin’ there.”
Okay, that game wasn’t all that hard. It’s more difficult to play in pairs.
The Double No Touching The Wiener Game.
…and this is where the game ended. Because when I told the dogs they could eat the wieners, Piper had been pretending so hard that there was no wiener on her foot, that she actually FORGOT there was a wiener on her foot. And when I released them from their no-touching stay, she stood up, took a step and kicked the piece of wiener across the room.
WIENERS FROM HEAVEN!!
And she went scrambling after it flashing Mad Teeth ™ at everything in her path. I was laughing way too much to take photos.
But who had fun playing the wiener game?
“Me me me! I did!”
“I don’t get why I was kicked out of the game. I ate the wiener. Isn’t that the point?”
“you dogs are all on crack.”
Why is it so much fun to say “wiener?”
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