Lily had one tennis ball per play session. You could not switch her. If you threw a different one, she chased it, maybe, but one sniff and she knew it was the wrong one and left it, coming back for The One. Next play session it could be any ball, but never a mid-game switch.
Now, Sunny, on the other hand, thinks every next ball is better than the last. I let him loose at the dog park today and he took off into the weeds, following his nose to the first ball. He played with that one for a while, then suddenly, mid-stride, he dropped it and circled around to follow his nose to the next one. Repeatedly throughout our visit, he would drop this ball and pick up the next.
Only once did I see him circle back after a quick double switch, and recapture the first of the three.
He's been known to carry 2 at one time, but I didn't see any of that today - just a case of The Other Ball is Always Greener.
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