According to my mom, I have separation anxiety. I don't go crazy or anything, I just cry a bit when mom and dad leave. It's not even each time they leave, just when we've been having a good time. Hey, what dog wants a good time to end? Not this one. Well, mom discussed my issues with my vet, and she recommended THE CUBE.
The cube is to keep me occupied when my parents leave, so I can focus my energy elsewhere. Before mom and dad leave, they pour a handful of kibble into the opening and shake it up a bit. The kibble slides within the cube falling into different compartments. To get the kibble out you have to roll, flip, push, and kick the cube around and a piece or two of kibble will roll out.
Well, I've become obsessed with the cube. As soon as mom puts it down I go after it like a mad man. I push that cube around and around until , well until it usually gets stuck somewhere. That cube likes to find its way under chairs, tables and into corners. Then I usually paw and paw and paw until I pull it out or it sits there 'till mom and dad come home and find it.
The cube, its a fun, but FRUSTRATING toy. I just can't understand why it doesn't pour out the kibble. A piece at a time, come on!
'Till Next Time,
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