I drove Mama crazy because I kept yelling at her to let me go out on the deck and play ball.
(You didn't think I was going to go out there without my ball, did you?)
She kept telling me it was too cold and I had to keep barking to remind her that I am a
hearty canine (she really does forget at times that I am a dog.
Dad constantly reminds her of the fact).
Enough rambling...I can be relentless until I get what I want.
Sure enough, out ball and I went to play.
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Hey ball, where did you go?
Come on ball, I should be able to see you in this white stuff.
Oh, I think I found you--red ball let it be you!
No luck.
I am still looking though. Ball, you really know how
to loose yourself in this cold fluff.
Ball, I am getting a bit anxious...
...please, show yourself...
Let me look over here...I am really getting
nervous that I lost you!
OMG, I can't find my ball.
Dad I need help!!!!!!! Please come now!
It really pays off to be relentless!
(Doesn't hurt to have a Dad to come to your rescue either.)
Woof, woof, till later,
Zoey
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