I often don’t take note of dogs, but the other night, as I was reading Harry Potter by headlamp in the park, I curiously looked up to see a feisty tail wagging, with a frisbee in tow. Right beside me. I gladly took that frisbee and proceeded to launch it into the air, and was pleasantly surprised as it was hauled in with finesse, the scamp then departing as quickly as they had arrived, overflowing with spontaneity, as energetic as they were do-gooding.