Not only does Doodle play catch, she also fetches and returns 3 out of 5 times. The other two times she comes back without the ball and then sits there staring at me like "Come on, dipshit, throw the ball!" And I'm like "Whatever, dipshit, I don't have it because you left it in the bedroom. Duh." Then she stares some more so I eventually have to get off the sofa and go get the ball. She wins every staring darn contest we ever have. Though sometimes, if I can withstand ignoring her piercing stare long enough, she'll go back and look for the ball herself. She is tireless, ferocious athlete who refuses to be ignored.
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