As all my loyal readers know, I am not a big fan of being in the car. This is unfortunate, because, judging by how much time she makes us spend in there, I think it's Marty's FAVORITE PLACE EVER. (My favorite place ever is the beach.)
Marty has been worrying about how much I hate the car for a while, because she doesn't like it when I drool all over everything. I don't understand what the big deal is, Marty doesn't have a nice car. Especially the back where I ride. Definitely not nice, trust me on this. But Marty has been worrying, so she called Miss Pat and talked about it and yesterday we went to school for a special meeting. (Marty's worried that I hate being in the car, so she throws me in the car for a long ride to school. Are you beginning to understand that maybe I am not the problem here?)
I got to hang out in the training center while Marty talked with Miss Pat and Miss Shirley. I kept looking for Miss Jessica, but she wasn't there! They were still not paying much attention to me, so I thought that maybe I should try to search for meatballs, but I didn't find any. Then we went outside and I let Miss Pat give me meatballs for a little while. When it was Marty's turn to give me the meatballs I decided it was more fun to look at the horses and listen to the windchimes, so Miss Pat decided we could play a different game.
Here is how the new game works: I get to pull on the leash (which I am not allowed to do) toward the car. When I think I am close enough, I look at Marty and then Marty throws the ball for me and we run away. That's it! Pulling on the leash AND playing fetch? Best game ever!
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