I was going to write out the rules of dog ball here. Milo and I have honed this mix of baseball and football into a truly momentous sport. But towards the end of our recess there was a bit of a breakthrough when Milo quietly stood there and just let me pet him. It was the most settled and mellow I have ever seen him. Meme figured out the joys of butt scratches long ago. She usually comes over to get hers after I throw out the first pitch. But Milo always resisted, until today. Me might be the teacher’s pet, but Milo tries harder.