“His name's Rex,” his six year old said. ”We play together!"
Jed looked at the high fence between his property and the neighbours, and then down at his son; at the frame which helped support his tiny body. It was unlikely George would ever be able to play with such a large dog.
“How do you play with Rex” he asked, “what about the fence?”
“I’ll show you daddy.” George led his parents outside collecting the 'pick-up-stick' he used to help put on his socks.
“Rex” he yelled loudly and a large black head holding a very dirty looking ball, bobbed up on his side of the fence. Rex dropped the ball and George picked it up with his stick and tried to throw it back. It took three tries but the ball was eventually returned to Rex, who promptly dropped it over the fence again.
“He doesn’t mind if I’m a bit slow,” George said proudly.