My sister has a Boston Terrier that doesn’t know how to sit still. He’s constantly running around and getting into trouble. You have to play with him or he gets too restless. A restless Boston Terrier is a destructive Boston Terrier. So we throw a ball for him, he tracks it down, he brings it back, and he makes you throw it again. And again, and again, and again. Playing fetch with an obsessive dog just makes your arm sore and leaves your hands covered with canine slobber. You’ll wash your hands and he’ll make you throw the ball again. It’s a game that never ends and there’s never a winner. No matter how many times you throw it, he’ll always expect you to throw it one more time. And you’ll always cave in and throw it. The game never ends, it just goes on hiatus so that everyone can sleep for a few hours.
Critically Rated at 12/17
Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young