Brutis and Baby
I know this thread is a little old, but I couldnt resist. When I was in Panama City, Florida we had a boxer named Brutis. When my oldest son was about six months old we would place him on a quilt in the middle of the living room floor. Brutis would lay on one edge of the quilt with Ryan next to him. Ryan would suddenly roll as fast as he could to the other side of the quilt. Brutis would wait until the last minute then jump up and run around the quilt, laying down in Ryan's way and blocking him from rolling off the quilt. I sat for hours and laughed while these two kids played, and Brutis never caused any damage (and never let him off the quilt!).
I know this thread is a little old, but I couldnt resist. When I was in Panama City, Florida we had a boxer named Brutis. When my oldest son was about six months old we would place him on a quilt in the middle of the living room floor. Brutis would lay on one edge of the quilt with Ryan next to him. Ryan would suddenly roll as fast as he could to the other side of the quilt. Brutis would wait until the last minute then jump up and run around the quilt, laying down in Ryan's way and blocking him from rolling off the quilt. I sat for hours and laughed while these two kids played, and Brutis never caused any damage (and never let him off the quilt!).