Last weekend the kids invented a new game. We call it Mason Ball.
Our dog loves balls. He expertly handles anything round in any size. After several near-punctures with soccer balls, somebody thought to get out the basketball. It is too big for him to get his very large mouth around, yet still he maneuvers it lightening speed around the backyard with his nose and paws.
Mason Ball is not unlike soccer. The point of the game is to tag the far fence with the ball and then get it down the yard and through the goal, which sits about 3/4 of the way across our small space. It often takes 3 humans against Mason's fast, low, determined self to get the ball through the goal. We play all-out until Mason lies down in happy, panting exhaustion.
At the end of the game the dog is totally exercised therefore calm and relaxed and the kids are happy and somewhat out of breath. I suspect playing Mason Ball twice a day may affect my children's soccer skills, free of charge.
It is the perfect game!