Now I know most of think I am the serious sometimes grumpy old BIG dog - and you right - I am - but every now and again I feel a strange playful happy urge hit. (Personally I think Mom slips something into my food!!!) I will (gasp - shock - horror) even play with a ball sometimes! Usually I do it just to annoy the dweeb who is ball crazy - dog oh dog - he gets soooooo annoyed when I catch the ball before him baaawwaahhhhh.
Of coarse this extreme burst of energy only ever last 12.5 seconds and then I am done, kaput, wiped out and spend the rest of day snoozing and thinking what a weird dream I had about actually playing !
Mom says it wasn't a dream and that she has photo proof to back up her claim - but can you say photoshop! - there is no way that can be ME looking all happy and actually playing can it?