March 22nd 2005 2:11 am
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So I found my masters small basketball, but it is still to big to hold comfortably, after about 15 minutes of running around with it in my mouth i started to get sore and thats when the ball dropped.

Master asked me to bring me the ball I am not supposed to be playing with, but my mouth hurt, so I pushed it with my paw, and he got so excited and called me a good girl, so I did it again, and again he was happy almost like I get when gets home, so i kicked to his foot, and he kicked it down the hall and i ran and ran and caught up with the ball and kicked it back.

For the better part of 20 minutes we played ball, and it was much fun.

After that we played Fetch with my Old Navy Boo Kitty, but thats a story I will leave for my sister to tell.