You were enjoying the peace and quiet at camp for once as you washed the dishes after everyone had finished eating under the bright sun. That is, until you heard someone running and panting toward you. At that point, you put the dishes down and turned to face the source of the noises.

Sean's tail wagged and his ears twitched as he suddenly tackled you to the ground, making faces at you. With a smile on his stubborn dirty face, he held a stick in his teeth like the typical Irish terrier dog he was. He kept you pinned underneath before chuckling and looking at you with those big puppy eyes.

"Wanna play? Throw the stick for me! Please?" With his ears perked up and tail wagging, he spoke animatedly as he waited for your answer, hoping you would agree.