I remember when I got Jasmine, on Labor Day weekend in 1995. I posted in my other thread what a handful she was! (I have to fish through boxes of pictures but I will find her puppy pictures and post them.) But she was also a quick learner and very devoted, even if she pretended like she wasn't half the time. We trained hard during her first year, and started obedience competitions. We were truly a team. I put my blood, sweat and tears into her, and even though we never got a title, I wound up with a well-trained dog, especially off-leash. She helped me to train Bailey off-leash too so it was a lot easier...I didn't put as much training into him.
One of the best things Jasmine learned at an early age was to catch a frisbee. She loved the Soft Bite pink/green one. She wouldn't touch the plastic ones. She would run across an open field and catch that thing every time (unless I did a bad throw). She was funny though, she preferred not to let all four of her legs leave the ground....just the front ones. If she did, the back ones only came up a little. She was a master at it...catching and bringing it back to me...and I didn't even really train her. She just got it. If for some reason, she didn't see where it went, I would point to it and say "get the frisbee" and she would! She understood.
Bailey can catch it but he's 50/50 on bringing it back. He's just not as apt as she was...at most things...LOL. He's very clumsy and dopey but he's a lovebug.
It hurt a little last week when I was playing frisbee with him...it's just not quite the same, ya know?? But I appreciate whatever he can do. 
We also had this game that I called "spider". If she had a toy, or if she was just laying there, I would slowly crawl towards her...my hand crawling like a spider. She would watch me get closer and then start to growl (play growl). As I got closer she would get louder and look away. Then glance back, then growl. She hated her feet being touched so I would go for her feet. She would let out a HUGE play growl and grab my hand ever so gently...never did she bite by accident. Then I would pounce on her and she would run away and grab another toy. This was our game. We played it often. Bailey doesn't really play it...I tried the other day but no real response. I miss it so very much. It was OUR game.
Happy Birthday, my Love. You were the best girlfriend I could have asked for in the past 9 1/2 years. I will miss kissing your soft ears and your muzzle (she gave human kisses aside from doggie ones).
