Today I went to play basketball. I was very excited, finally, I can get near that ball!
But no ball. instead, dad brought that weired, round thing.
It looks like someone crushed this ball, and I don't remember sitting on it...
I tried to examine the ball, but father kept throwing it away,
but the worst part was when he asked me to bring it back to him O_o
Who the Woof invent this pointless game?!
I tried to stop him, but he's one of the few that still stronger than me.
I think I'm about to lose my sanity!
I can't catch it
I can't chew it
It wont bounce
and it taste funny too. Grrrr...
Finally, after alot of struggle, that ball was mine.
But, I must keep memorizing my mantra: Run Fast. Run Far.
WOOF ya LATER
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