When I have company around and am free running the Brits I have someone waiting back at their kennel for them with their kibble. That way they run hard back into the yard and straight to their kennel. Works great!
When I'm on my own however, I must do things a little different. They can't see the kibble before or during the run but I have to have it right handy when we get back into the yard, as their attention can only be held for under a minute. So, what I've come up with is carrying their bowls in the crate on the front of my ATV. As long as I avoid big bumps it works fine - and the boys haven't figured out that the kibble is there...
....until today when I stopped in the woods for a few minutes to let everyone catch their breath.
Sherwood was the first to discover it..
"Hey Todd, look at this!"
Fletch said "Seriously??? Kibble???"
"It looks delicious??"
"How should we get it?"
Things went quickly downhill from this point...
With alot of help from Bet we got the show on the road again, but not before I had to drag Fletch out of my lap and pull Sherwood out of the crate.
The jig is up I guess. Thankfully Simone arrives on Wednesday and I will have backup for dealing with the clever little hooligans from then on!