So there we were sitting in the living room, Darla was laying at our feet rolling around on the carpet when my sister suddenly had the urge to blow up a balloon from a packet we had gotton that day. The balloon was small and I we had the idea of throwing it to Darla. At first she just barked at it, then after realizing that it wasn't leathel, hit it with the tip of her nose. As the balloon floated back down she hit it again. Then we through it at her and she hit it back to us. THE GAME OF… Continue