On our walk along the beach and through the sculpture park Chelsea carried a tatty pink rubber ball, which she insisted on sitting down with at her feet and barking at us, hoping that we'd throw the ball and play with her. When JP did throw the ball all of the cockers chased it and it was usually Tiffany that got it, resulting in a stand-off between them. Once Chelsea had regained the ball she was back to her barking to get our attention! When she wasn't playing with the ball she was busy digging holes in the sand on the beach (possibly in which to bury the ball for next time!).
