Tuckered Out

Waldo was wearing himself out as usual with his little orange ball. The only problem was he kept knocking it under the bed where his little stumpy legs and his big fat head couldn't reach it. So he would lay there whining and whining. So like the well trained person I am, I would repeatedly get it for him. Finally I got sick of getting his ball so I threw it into his crate where he couldn't knock it under the bed.

That worked...for a while. Then he managed to knock it out of his crate. But by then he was all tuckered out. He just lay there staring at his ball and whining because he wanted to play but had no more energy to.