The Many Faces of Fetch

by Jacki Skole






 


“Dog, you get dumber by the day.”

I lift my head from my book. Kevin
is standing in the middle of our backyard talking to Galen. She is several
yards away on a small island of black mulch that circles a tree near where our
yard ends and our neighbor’s begins. Galen’s purple ball—it looks like an
oversized kettle bell—rests on the ground in front of her. She picks it up
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Published on September 27, 2015 00:00
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