I have to hide my apples and grapefruits because Romeo thinks they are toy balls. We can't walk by the basketball courts or the baseball fields in the park while people are playing because of his yearning to get the balls. If he gets a ball he'll destroy it in seconds. One day he found a yellow ball in the bushes on our street. He carried it home and obsessed over it not letting it go until he was exhausted. It was a super durable lacrosse ball and it survived his relentless chewing.
Last night I froze a head of cabbage when I took it out of freezer Romeo lit up like a light bulb as if he was shouting ball, ball! Recently we taught Romeo how to fetch a stick from the pond. He lets go of it on the shore and we toss it again and again.
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