Obi and I stayed on the porch, but the big dog kept trying to get us to run with him. I satisfied his want, and threw the slime ball repeatedly up into the air for him so he didn't run too much (his arthritic leg is bothering the heck out of him, but he still wants to go, go, go).
It was so hot outside, that Obi and I actually enjoyed the spit spray off of the arching ball...(I'm joking, that's just gross...ewwww)
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