Covered by our warm coats, Kipawa and I set out for a good walk today. I was grinning from ear to ear as we walked, Kipawa heeling really well. Every now and then a small correction was needed - a very light movement on the chain coupled with a type of clucking sound from me did the trick.
We stopped at each corner. Kipawa sat and we checked out for traffic, which is very minimal here, but a good thing to do nevertheless. I was heading to a park I know of, but I didn't know they had beautifully enclosed tennis courts - chain link fences about 30 inches tall with the bottom right in the cement.
Oh, I felt like a dumb dog owner. I hadn't brought a ball or even a few treats. Of course I was armed with my doggy poop bags though. I ran around the court and Kipawa zoomed along with me. We did this for awhile and I then decided we should leave and head home. But…
... what's that on the grass? A baseball? Oh yay! So I picked it up and back onto the tennis court we went. Now here is where the major excitement came. I tossed the ball. Kipawa went running after it... and brought it back to me and dropped it at my feet! 
I said to him "you fetch"? So I thought "yea, I'll try it again, but I will probably have to go get it". Tossed the ball again and Kipawa zooms to get it and brings it back again. We did this for a good five minutes. I was astounded.
Walking back home I realized I had a huge cheshire cat grin on my face. Then once in the house it was treat time for Kipawa. I have to get better organized for our walks now - need my camera, treats and the baseball that we wound up keeping, because I believe we were just meant to find it.
