So, the other day I passed my new friend and neighbor, Beau, in the yard and we decided to play a little.
He's young so he's got tuns of energy and is pretty aggressive, but if I use my rollover technique and I get by just fine.
He's a nibbler, but as you can see I'm smiling. Getting nibbled on by a puppy is better than sitting on the couch watching "Flip That House" reruns with Ben. So I'm not complaining. 
Things got a lot more interesting when another neighbor dog named Cleo came out and joined in. She's a bit older, so when I say "joined in" I really mean occasional played with us, but mostly just walked circles around Beau and I silently judging, like an old wise woman watching two teenagers play xbox. (I wish I had opposable thumbs)
But I quickly got tired of playing with them so I took Cleo's tennis ball (don't tell her) and went over to the other side of the yard while Beau tried to loosen the old lady up a little.
ps. happy fall.
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