As her slender, chocolate brown tail wags back and forth as fast as she can move it, she runs laps around the room, searching desperately for her ball like it was the only thing to drink in a desert. She finally finds it underneath the couch where she last left it. She snags the ball and races toward the back door like a Lamborghini at top speed. I open the door and she is so excited she tries to run outside before the door is even half way open and smacks her head on
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