After snatching him from his house in part one, I bring him to my back yard to play catch. Not much dirt to get on the ball, and he can't rip apart his *human* mom n dads backyard over here. The old guy loves to catch that green ball. I use a golf putter to hit it to him. Cuts down the slimed fingers.
It was a very muggy dead air afternoon and he was already catching them where ever they were hit for some time, by the time I remembered to catch his expertise with the green ball on the memory chip. Yes he is getting tired.
He still has the energy to do his victory dance past me with his ball before he gives it back to me to hit again.
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Part one is here: " Saying Hello To A Friend :Part 1 of 2 "
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oNMcc8v7cJc
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