By Jerry
It was a normal day like any other, we were outside playing fetch in the sun.
Fetch is our favorite game, she throws the ball and I go fetch it and bring it back. It was so fun until.
I had brought her the ball like normal but this time when she reeled up her arm ready to throw the ball I had ran like normal, expecting the ball to come down in front of me but when it didn’t I looked around to see if I could find it.
I looked to the side, the garden, and even in the fire pit ( she sometimes throws it in there to test my nose.) but it wasn’t there.
So I went up to her to see if she knew where it went, but then I saw it, SHE HAD THE BALL.
She was holding it behind her back, How could she!? Sitting there laughing at me, at the trust I had for her to throw the ball.
THE BETRAYAL! THE TREACHERY! OH WOAH IS ME!~
“Dude did she really do that?” the squirrel said looking down at the dog.
“Yeah” dog whipped away a tear. “if I can’t trust her to throw the ball then she cant trust me to bring her the ball, who’s trust is being betrayed then?! hmph.”
“That’s ruff man.” the squirrel consoled.
“That’s..ruff?” the dog said quietly, looking up at the squirrel.
“Yeah man cant believe she di-”
“That RUFF? RUFF!?” “are mocking me?! You think it’s funny?! Ruff rufff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruf fruf ruf ruf rufururfrufufrufffrfff!”
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