Sarah The Dog “Sarah, wanna play fetch?” “Grrrr, Woof!” “Get yer ball! Go get it!” “Woof woof woof! As her slender, chocolate brown tail wags back and forth as fast as she can move it, she runs laps around the room, searching desperately for her ball like it was the only thing to drink in a desert. She finally finds it underneath the couch where she last left it. She snags the ball and races …showed first 75 words of 372 total…

…showed last 75 words of 372 total…across the yard. I hold up the ball and shout her name. She runs back as fast as she can, jumps and hits me in the stomach with her paws. This knocks the wind out of me, I guess I should think twice before tricking this dog again. I chuck the ball once again and she brings it back to me at light speed. I say to her, “Good dog Sarah! Wanna go again?” “Woof!”