I want to tell you about my game with the tennis balls. It's not "Pippin Game". It's "Rafe Game". Go outside. Make sure one of your people comes too. Lie down by the bird feeder. All the tennis balls are there. Wait. Soon your person throws a ball far away. Run run run. Bite the ball. Hold it. Run back to the bird feeder. Lie down. Let go of the ball. Wait. Soon your person throws another ball. You know what to do. At the end, all the tennis balls are with you. At the bird feeder. Life is good.
Sometimes Pippin plays "Pippin Game" at the same time. Then I play "Rafe Game II". I'll tell you how, later. Today I go to herding camp. There I herd sheep every day. All my relations do that. I like it. My person says I won't play "Rafe Game" at herding camp. So you can play. When I come back, I play.
(this post has been read and approved by Pippin, the flyball dog)