This face (with the exception of it belonging to a chihuahua body) greets me every evening when I get home from work. Oh, and it's not a ball he brings me but his disemboweled animal toys (from which his brother has conveniently removed and destroyed all squeaker action). We wrestle, he gives a little, I give a little, and then we play fetch for a good five minutes while his brother jumps all over me for attention. It is good puppy time and my day would not be complete with it!
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