Our German Shepherd likes to chase things.
Today's game of chase involved a frisbee. My kids and I were playing a nice game of frisbee when that stinkin' varmint came busting out of the house.
"Daddy!" the kids cried. "Why did you let him out?"
"He wants to play."
We attempted to continue the game. Let's just say it didn't work out so well. When we were done, the frisbee had three holes punched through it.
I wonder whose teeth did that? (Not mine!)