Come on, play.

The day is not brilliant, I know we went for a long, long walk this morning (thanks! But it is good for you) met lots of dogs, I know you met an old school friend last night, that you’ve just played tennis badly and lost, that you’ve cleaned the house, that you are reading the papers, that you really look knackered… but I want to play! Come on it’s the end of summer! You haven’t shown any interest in me for at least three minutes, which is 21 dog minutes…

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