My dog has this problem.
You see, he loves his tennis ball.
He takes it everywhere with him.
He takes it to my mom's house.
He takes it to work with the cows.
He runs around with it in his mouth until someone offers to kick or throw it for him.
When he gets that offer, he begins to bounce up and down in anticipation which I can only imagine he inherited from his mother, a Viszla. Viszlas are know for being a little bit bouncy. Stoney definitely has got some boing in his step.
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