RemyTales: Cavalier Pursuits (of ball and treats) - Pyeongchang Edition

Remy Remy soft and small, filling poo-bags, and chasing ball.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Today's forecast - tis a delight! We'll run and pounce and take flight!

It starts with the show-down, a face-off of sorts...just dog and ball and a snowy court.

Away goes the ball, and he's after it with pace! On-on Young Remy! The podium awaits!

But first the leap: it takes both strength and grace. Can Remy clear the snow-bank? Will Remy land ball-to-face?

Pyeongchang roars! They love what they've seen! And Remy's beaming, though the jump wasn't clean...

Now to the judges, and the final decision: will they reward Remy's canine precision?

A seven...an nine...a five and an eight! Seems a bit harsh really, but Remy accepts his fate.

So Sir Remy heads home, with ball in hand (or mouth). The gold can wait, he's not even mad.

Onwards he says, to cuddles and pets! To treats and to kibbles and a deserved rest!

Until next time sports fans - see you on the couch.