Fetch

       My tongue rolls over the mass of green fuzz caught in my teeth, and drool flies from the corners of my mouth as my feet pound on the expanse of a dew covered, freshly cut lawn racing the crisp fall breeze that covers my body. I soon stop next to my play mate and drop the slime covered toy at her feet. She picks it up gingerly and swings back to throw it again. I'm a blur, even before it leaves her hand. This is what I live for! My ears flap up and down against my head as I bound across the field. I can't make my legs run fast enough! I see a flash of green to my side, then leap high into the air and twist my body around. SNAP! MY teeth clench around rubber fiercely, as if someone may take it away before I have time to boast of my achievement.
        My girl jogs over to my side. I move away to keep my prize away from her grasp, but instead she puts her hands on both sides of my head and runs her slender fingers through my fur. They move back behind my ears, and I almost fall over from the pleasure of the moment. 
        Just as great as the enjoyment of her love for me is the thrill of the chase, and we end before beginning. We're up again, my tail going so fast it jerks my whole body from side to side. During my moment of pure bliss she managed to steal the soaked toy from my protection. She again reels back. The green ball and I are gone in a rolling gust of wind. If I was in charge, this day would never end.