Last night I was reminded of one of Bruno and my favorite games to play together. Most of our games have defined separate roles. For example in fetch I throw things and he either looks at me in disdain or runs excitedly to go retrieve them depending on his mood. And in tug of war he tries to dislocate my shoulder and I try to hang on and get my brand new dress shoe back from him.
This game is different. We both have the same objective. The game is called “What are you eating?” He is much better at it than I am. Although he often stumbles on the names. He knows the difference between edamame and tofu but he is as likely to guess one as the other.
It really is an unfair game. His sense of smell is much better than mine. Furthermore there is a good chance that I am eating something that would be considered food. Bruno does not thus limit himself.
Bruno's guesses often go like this – I guess you are eating rice pilaf with chicken. Furthermore, I guess you burnt the garlic slightly again because you have the attention span of a gnat while you cook and don't realize that the stove has settings other than HI. I will still eat some if you give me some.
My guesses are usually more like this – Is that a frog? It better not be a Buffo Toad!
We do enjoy our little game.