My owner’s wife chased me around the island in the middle of the kitchen this morning. What a fun game!
It all started when she said “Come here, Lightning” and started walking toward me. When she says “Come here, Lightning,” it almost always means I’m going to have to do something I don’t want to do, like take a bath or go to bed — probably bath in this case, because it was morning — so that’s when I started going around the island.
A couple of times she tried turning around and going the other way, like I’m supposed to keep going the same way and run right into her. Let me tell you, pugs are a little too smart for that old trick!
Finally, when she saw she couldn’t win the game, she said to my owner, who was standing there watching,”Will you hold him for me?”
“Oh sorry,” he said. “I thought you were having fun chasing him.”
“You mean you were having fun watching me chase him,” she said.