Apollo is quite the stickler. Almost everywhere I go in the house, he has to go as well. I don't mind it so much - in fact, I take advantage of it.
Occasionally when I notice that my pup is particularly antsy and filled with energy, I'll use his own anticipation against him and turn it into one of my favorite games: Hide and Seek. Typically we'll be moving from room to room and I'll quietly let him go ahead without me. I'd then quickly slip behind a door (picture me sandwiched flat between the door and the wall), peek out from between the door hinge crack, and enjoy the show. Usually he comes rushing back, trying to make sense of what happened to my sudden disappearance. But soon he'll realize that it's that time again - game on.
He usually fails in his first round attempt at tracking me down, as he quickly darts into every room - bedroom, bathroom, hallway, living room - for a quick glance. Then he goes into actual "search mode" and draws on his experiences from playing this game with me. I can almost see him flip a switch in his head as he activates his nose and ears. He'll check some of my previous hiding spots and usually bust me (it's hard coming up with new hiding places!) at that point.
But he doesn't always win. Apollo does miss me sometimes as I blend into the shadows like a ninja in a dark bathroom or if I conjure up a new place (i.e. in the tub behind the shower curtain). In those victorious moments of mine, Apollo usually admits defeat after a few minutes by whining as if to say, "Alright, I give up. Come out!" Win or lose, he gets a treat as a reward and I get a few exiting moments of hearing the sound of my own heart beating as I try to channel my inner chameleon.
Occasionally when I notice that my pup is particularly antsy and filled with energy, I'll use his own anticipation against him and turn it into one of my favorite games: Hide and Seek. Typically we'll be moving from room to room and I'll quietly let him go ahead without me. I'd then quickly slip behind a door (picture me sandwiched flat between the door and the wall), peek out from between the door hinge crack, and enjoy the show. Usually he comes rushing back, trying to make sense of what happened to my sudden disappearance. But soon he'll realize that it's that time again - game on.
He usually fails in his first round attempt at tracking me down, as he quickly darts into every room - bedroom, bathroom, hallway, living room - for a quick glance. Then he goes into actual "search mode" and draws on his experiences from playing this game with me. I can almost see him flip a switch in his head as he activates his nose and ears. He'll check some of my previous hiding spots and usually bust me (it's hard coming up with new hiding places!) at that point.
But he doesn't always win. Apollo does miss me sometimes as I blend into the shadows like a ninja in a dark bathroom or if I conjure up a new place (i.e. in the tub behind the shower curtain). In those victorious moments of mine, Apollo usually admits defeat after a few minutes by whining as if to say, "Alright, I give up. Come out!" Win or lose, he gets a treat as a reward and I get a few exiting moments of hearing the sound of my own heart beating as I try to channel my inner chameleon.
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