And then we had a problem...
See that? Mom actually tossed my hamburger down the hallway and it landed right smack in my water bowl. It was totally her fault.
I told Mom that I was NOT going to get that hamburger out of the water bowl. After all, she's the one who threw it in there.
Mom finally got the hamburger out for me after she stopped laughing and taking pictures. She didn't dry the hamburger off, but that was o.k. At least I didn't have to dunk myself to get it.
We played fetch some more, and then I decided I needed to get a drink out of my newly-hamburgered water bowl. It's a good thing that the water didn't taste funny.
All of that drama wore me out. (Doesn't take much, does it? He he he.)
I hope Mom has better aim when she tosses for fetch tomorrow!