July 28th 2009 11:30 am
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Have I said how much I love playing ball? Well, it is just the best thing ever. I love to run and catch it or even just chase it a while. The best part is when I bring it back to mom or dad and they give me lots of praises. Mom says I am a good boy and gives me hugs and kisses, too. Sometimes she and dad like to play tricks on me with the ball, but I am not easily fooled. I know they have it even when they say they don't. I just stare at them and they finally bring it out from behind them and throw it.

I have several balls - 4 for now. Sometimes dad throws them all at the same time. I wish he wouldn't do that because I love all my balls so much and I want to get all of them. I try to, but my mouth isn't big enough to hold them all and I have to choose!

I wish mom and dad loved to play as much as I do. They say they are tired after a while and won't throw it anymore. It sure is a let down.
But when they rest up a bit, they will throw it again - especially mom. She is trying to train me to catch it in one throw. Sometimes I can, but it is really hard. I can catch it after just one bounce, though - that's easy.