Hello everybody.
As you know, I love fetching a ball.
So when I see a ball and car keys, I am so excited that I pull my leash crazily even though I know that I should not pull my leash.
Mom throws a ball.
And I get it.
Papa throws a ball.
And I get it.
Having water.
And fetching the ball again.
And again and again.
Then I get satisfied. (I'm smiling)
Mom: "Let's go home, Bobby Lee."
Bah, phooey~
Mom: "Wow, you made a face to me!"
Mom: "Papa, could you say something to Bobby Lee?"
Papa: "I wanna play more too."
Yahoo~, yipee, whee~
Mom: "OK, then you don't need dinner, right?"
Mom is always mean ...
Papa, let's obey her.
I was going to show you my fetching movie for the ending, but Mom said that "AGAIN?"
So I'll show you this instead.
How's this?
Mom, pick it up, please.
Heh-heh
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