Baxter: WOOF. WOOF WOOF. WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF.
Mom: Adam, where is the laser pen?
Baxter: WOOF. WOOF WOOF. WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF.
Adam: I don't know.
Baxter: WOOF. WOOF WOOF. WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF.
Mom: Come on. The dog wants to play. You have to find that laser pen.
Baxter: WOOF. WOOF WOOF.
WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF.
Adam: I'm looking, Baxter, I'm looking.
Baxter:
WOOF. WOOF WOOF. WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF.
Adam: I'm looking as fast as I can, Baxter!
Baxter:
WOOF. WOOF WOOF. WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF!!!
Mom: (shouting over loud barking): for god's sake, just use the strobe effects light instead. Shut that dog up!
[flashing lights. Chasing dog. Quiet happy, except for Morkie patter through the house.]
Balls were primitive and all, ,but they were easier to find.
