Today it's warm and sunny, perfect weather for a biscuit hunt. Because Syd doesn't play well with others, we let her have a private hunt first.
Actually it was more of a fetch than a hunt. Rob tossed some biscuits and Syd chased after them, brought them back and ate them.
Then we put Syd in her crate and Rob and I "hid" the biscuits. Some were in plain sight along the path or under the trees.
Some were a little tougher, on top of the tower and stuck along the bricks. Some we just tossed down the hill in the grass.
Then it was hunt time. I've had dogs all my life and they still continue to amaze me. Ordinarily if I'm standing outside and Rob lets them out, they congregate around me waiting for me to give them instructions. Not today. Today they came racing out and immediately started searching for treats.
Some searched in groups and some went off to search alone.
Tess was useless at this for years. We had to lead her to the biscuit
and point it out to her. Sometimes we had to pick it up and hand it to
her. Now she's a pro and probably scarfed up more biscuits than anyone
Mackey has a good little hound nose and found her share of the treats. She was the one who jumped onto the roof of the tower to claim the ones there.
She even stopped to tell Rob how much fun she was having.
Poor Sebastian is a little too slow for this game. He followed the others but they snatched biscuits up before he could get to them. I redirected him to a different area and he was able to find two for himself before the rest of the pack came charging into the space.
It was a beautiful day for a biscuit hunt and everyone agreed that it was major fun. There was not a single growl or disagreement. Everyone knows the rules, if someone else gets there first, keep going and find another one. Now there are nine satisfied dogs resting till dinner time.