Freefall 1974

Day of the dead

When did your owner realize you were smarter than the average dog?
He pretended to throw my ball. I fetched it.
I brought the imaginary ball back and pretended to drop it at his feet. Then I whuffed at him to pick it up and throw again.
After that, his mom would play with me. She appreciated that an imaginary ball doesn't get covered with real drool.

Color by George Peterson

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