Wednesday, March 11, 2009

The Tennis Ball

I found it. Now it is mine. Yeah, it had slobber from the neighbor's dog, but it looked like fun. I had it in my mouth when Judy saw me. She called out to me and I dropped it. Then she took a step toward me, I grabbed it again and ran. Across the front yard, down the alley into the backyard. I could her her laughing but she didn't follow me. Good thing, because it is mine.

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