Moe Speaks: Tennis Ball

Yesterday at the dog park I found the most wonderful thing--a nice, smelly, muddy tennis ball that no other dog was claiming! Dad threw it for me for what seemed like hours and hours--into the short grass, into the long grass. There was a little puppy--well really he was as big as me--who kept trying to get it, but I was so much quicker that it was really no contest. I thought I was going to get to play forever until a German Shepard--who was quicker than me--took my ball away.