My labrador, Dosh, waits. I throw. Released, she grabs it mid-air, showing off, then returns. I throw again; she’d retrieve forever.
If I could, just once, experience the joyous muscle-music I witness when Dosh clamps her jaws around a soggy tennis ball, I could face anything in this challenging world.
Sarah Flick wrote this story.
… and for Dosh, that ball is definitely the Center of the Universe!
Very nice, Sarah. Now, go play some more Fetch … good for you, both.