Snap launched himself at her, leaping for the ball and vaulting off her thighs in an attempt to reach it, ears up and eyes half-mad with delight. Excited, he spun in a circle, barked, once, a high-pitched screech of a bark, then vaulted off her thighs again, harder, teeth clicking just short of the ball.
DP laughed. "I never work alone. Throw the ball, or he'll clip your fingers by accident -- then you'll have deal with his apologies and that's worse!"