Before we left the House with the Creek, The Overly Affectionate One came by and brought me presents. I got a new collar and two new balls. I do not think it is a coincidence that I got a new collar the day after I broke out of my old one.
The new balls are SWEET. I like it when I have two because that means I don't actually have to bring the one that I catch back to the thrower immediately. I can just drop it whereever and they throw another and then they have to go get the first one. hee hee hee.. they fall for it everytime.
But here's the thing. I kind of have a sports injury. I twisted my front right leg playing catch and now I have The One That Is Seriously Concerned About My Health, touching, bending and squeezing my leg several times a day which HURTS. I also notice that he will not play ball with me or take me on good walks. I hope I don't get fat.

Me in My New Collar That I Can't Get Out Of
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