This was gone. I knew where it was, but I couldn’t reach it. I couldn’t tell anyone, so I forgot about it, pretty much. Now it’s back. What’s strange is that now there are two, I think there are two. One is outside and one is here. I would remember if I brought the outside one inside and vice versa.
She throws it and I chase it and bring it back. I like to capture this object and throw it in the air and then catch it and then put my teeth down hard on it so it squeaks like a distressed rat.
P.S. Martha here — when I play this video, all three dogs get tremendously interested and Bear “talks” to the computer with her head cocked. I don’t know what she thinks.