Farley here,
Sometimes Kristina likes to look at pictures of me when I was a puppy. Check out the “stick” I’m playing with.
Kristina threw it and said, “Fetch.”
I trotted after it, lay down, and chewed it. Like I’d pick something up and bring it back to her. No matter how hard she tried, I wouldn’t return with the stick. Finally I told her, ” It’s a twig not a stick.”
She laughed. “Come on, Farley. You can do it.”
Of course I could. But would I chose to? That’s the important question.
I think I was pretty cute and wagged my tail at her. No fetching a twig for me. And just so you know, to this day, I’ve never fetched a stick.
Woof Woof
Creative Story Editors 
Gibbs reporting in. I love to chew sticks too, Farley. I don’t chase sticks, but I do love to play fetch with my purple ball.
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I might chase a ball, but then I sit beside it wait for Kristina to pick it up and throw it. Fetching has somehow alluded me. You must be very smart.
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Hmmm… I don’t know… you are getting Kristina to do all the work…you may be smarter!
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Hee hee, We’re both smart in our own ways…
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