Cupar is very fond of playing with a tennis ball - when we first tried it, he was clearly very motivated to 'fetch', whether this was a natural instinct, or learned behaviour, we will never know. However, he will now drop the ball at my feet and back off a few yards, then lie down, waiting for the ball to be thrown and retrieved again. He'll keep this up until I get fed up - he seems to be completely tireless.
Cupar also has a talent for finding balls lost by other dogs. The other day, just as we set off for a walk in the Dunvegan woods, he found one which, to his enormous delight, squeaked when he squeezed it. He insisted on carrying it throughout, so our entire walk was accompanied by plaintive little squeaks from the ball, echoing around the silence of the woodland.
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