Shiva plays fetch
Come on. Come on. Throw it. Throw the ball. Throw it now. Did you hear me? Throw it! I’m ready. I’ll fetch it. I’ll bring it right back. I will. I promise. Come on. Throw the ball. Look at me. Can’t you see? I’m here. Throw it. You know you want to. You like it. Just lift your arm and throw. I don’t mind underarm or overarm. You could lob it high to the sky. You could fling it far across the field. Pitch it! Launch it! Catapult it! Aim it at that tree over there. Just throw it. Throw it now! I’ll be good. I’ll never run off. I’ll sit when you tell me to. I’ll never bark at the postman again. I’ll do anything. I will. I promise. Just throw the ball….PLEASE!