Well, almost a tree - a tall shrub with lots of branches.
Her frisbee was stuck about 6 ft up. The Stinky One (on a leash) was busy in the field.
She didn't want to wait for Stinky to finish so I could come retrieve the frisbee for her.
I heard a rustle behind me. I turned and saw her, about 3 ft from the ground. In the branches. Wigging her rear end for leverage, using her back legs to balance, and grasping ahead with her front paws - CLIMBING.
Triumphant, she grabbed the frisbee in her teeth, shook her head, and jumped down to the ground.
She earns several more throws, even in the high winds (which got us into the predicament with the shrub in the first place!).
Stubborn! Determined! Unrelenting in her quest!
Cuppie!
