Psycho Dog is back

I know you want to throw it. C'mon.

I'm waiting PATIENTLY. I really am!!

I drop it in your lap, you throw it. Got it?

We had a couple weeks reprieve from the constant ball throwing, because Coco had chewed all his tiny balls in tiny scraps of rubber. Unfortunately, Steve decided to buy him some new ones. So, the last 24 hours, Coco has not let us rest. He's had to make up for lost time.