Jade

She sat eagerly,  
Talking to me  
In dog language  
About how it's done
 
Ball visible in my hand  
Every muscle taught  
She springs into retrieval mode
A streak of red racing
To catch the ball  
Hurtling in space just ahead
Of her nose
 
Grasping it out of thin air,
Racing back
Dropping it at my feet
Waiting, with great anticipation
Of the next  
Throw