From out of the shed the old "swing-ball" was taken, not sure it has seen the light of day in Blues days.
So with a sacrificial ball tied on with string the games commenced. See the clip below;
or follow this link; Blue and the swing-ball
With Sue filming and Blue taking centre stage, there were some very funny moments.
- The tug of wars
- Leaping up for the bubbles
- 5.11 Getting a bit close for comfort
- 5.51 Not heard, but a loud burp from Blue as I go to blow the bubbles.
Amazing with Blue's strength and weight, the flimsy bit of string survived it all.
Since the clip was filmed I have changed the string over to sash cord, as off camera later in the day in his keenness to catch the ball, the string wrapped around his upper and lower jaw. (Looked like the "Crocodile hunter" had caught up with him.
Strangely enough, throughout the whole of this playing, Blue did not bark once. Yet he has spent the rest of the entire weekend barking, at anything and everything that moves.
Apologies for the rigger boots, not exactly summer shoe wear, but they were the closest thing to the back door at the time.
As you can see, Blue does always want to be an al-rounder, but has not got the hang of the racket yet.