Head held high, he trotted back to Mike and dropped the ball at his feet. “Wuff!” he barked as he ran back down the street to wait for the next throw. “Great catch, Harry!” Mike praised him. “Maybe I can talk Coach Wilson into putting you in our outfield!” “Sure! And maybe I’ll get my picture in the paper!” Harry replied. He posed as if the cameras were already snapping. Even though he was a fuzzy Airedale, Harry was able to communicate with Mike through extrasensory perception—ESP. Mike and Harry had read each other’s thoughts for the first time in the pet shop. Of course, Mike had bought Harry right away. Now, as he wound up to throw the ball again, Mike wondered what he would ever do without Harry. “Well, for one thing, you’d still be pitching instead of using that great throwing arm at second base,” Harry replied. Mike laughed as he hurled the ball down the street.
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