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A little whine worked it’s way from the back of Bone’s throat as she looked at the people walking around. Everyone seemed to be with someone in the park, having so much fun, but here the dog was, all alone and sulking by herself. Because of her behavior on the last scouting mission, Fido had left her alone instead of taking her along to search for the runaway that day, taking her brother with her instead. At first, she had been so sad that the dog just couldn’t stop whimpering as she twirled the squeaky ball under her hand. Now, boredom was setting in. Of course, the dog had a ball that she could play with, but it wasn’t any fun throwing it by herself, right? What was even the point of fetching a ball you threw? It was a ridiculous concept! Maybe…
Almost as soon as the thought began to cross her mind, the exact person that she had been hoping to see made his way into her line of sight: a guy by himself! Perfect! Grabbing the ball with her mouth, she ran up to him, eyes sparkling. She was so focused on the possibility of fetch, Bone didn’t even begin to acknowledge the possibility of how odd she looked. Sometimes she forgot that humans didn’t do that kind of thing. “Hey, dude! Can you play fetsh wif me? Pretty pleash? It would be shuper aweshome if you did!” Everyone of her words was muffled behind the squeaky ball in her mouth that made a faint wheezing noise every time her mouth clamped down on it a bit.