Ambrose’s favourite outdoor toy is a flower pot he stole from my wife. He’ll throw it around the yard, chase it, zoom around it in circles, and nibble on it for hours. We’ve tried him with tennis, cricket, plain rubber balls, and they’ve all been ignored, as well as stuffed toys. So instead of chasing normal toys like a normal dog, we have to go outside and throw his flower pot for him.

Indoors, he carries “cow-thing” around (daughter named it), cuddles up to it, and sleeps with it. If he can’t find it, he’ll run around the house crying until we search and find it for him.

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