See, he’s OK. So it’s funny. But it’s all about heart and hustle in this world. He got the glory but even if he didn’t end up with the tennis ball you still have to admire the effort. That pup didn’t “For Who, For What” that shit. He went all out, and that’s all you can ask for. Sure, the oven is a casualty of war, but it’s nothing compared to the victory of the fetch. You can’t make an omelette without breaking a few eggs.
PS – A 3rd grader with dyslexia would’ve gotten closer to spelling “Omelette” on the first try than what I put out there. Bless you, little red squiggly line. If it wasn’t for you people would actually think my Wonderlic score is on par with Vincent Young, and I wouldn’t blame them.