I opened the back door to let him into the yard, and he raced ahead of me across the deck and down the steps. I'm really, REALLY glad I had my camera in hand to capture this expression.
I baited him a bit by squeeking the ball so he would prick up his ears like this. I know, I'm bad.
If Daniel could talk, he would have been saying, "Throw the ball, throw the ball, throw the ball!!!!!"
Greyhounds aren't genetically programmed to play fetch, in the traditional sense. Retrieving just isn't in their DNA, though I know some greyhounds who enjoy chasing a ball and bringing it back to be thrown over and over. Daniel's version of 'fetch' goes something like this:
1. Mom throws the ball.
2. Daniel chases the ball, picks it up, and runs circles around the yard until his tongue hangs out.
3. Daniel drops the ball somewhere WAY out in the yard and runs back to Mom panting and smiling.
4. Mom smiles, too.
I hope all of you have a wonderful Sunday!
Here is a video from last spring of Daniel playing with his ball. By this time, he had already made a couple of laps of the yard, and he was beginning to get tired. He sure loves playing ball. (Be sure your sound is on when you watch the video.)