One of my favorite games is catch. I’ll bring a ball to my person when she’s sitting on the couch – especially if she’s talking to someone on the phone. Then I patiently wait for her to toss the ball back to me.
And if my patience wears thin because my person won’t toss back the ball I bring her another one. I figure if her lap gets filled with balls she’ll eventually have to toss them away.
And that’s when I catch them.
But this time I decided to do something different.
Instead of catching the ball I bounced it back – right to Scratchy.
But I forgot one thing. Scratchy never wants to play.
Scratchy sat right next to that ball and ignored it.
Come on Scratchy. I’m waiting for the ball.
Scratchy, I’m still waiting. Aren’t you going to toss that ball back to me?
This is terrible. I just realized something.
Scratchy thinks that ball is his now. He’s never going to give it back to me.
How can I convince Scratchy that that ball belongs to me?
Maybe I can bring Scratchy a treat and he’ll trade me the ball for the treat.
Here Scratchy, want to trade?
Oh wait, never mind. Scratchy, you can have that old ball. This is the best treat ever.
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