Jesse flew. One minute he was standing next to Zoe and the next he was gone, off as fast as his legs could carry him. He kept an eye on the stick as it sailed through the air and landed a good way off from where she was.
He was picking it up in his mouth and carrying it back to her without a second thought. Happy to have gotten the stick. Glad to be returning it. Hoping in his secret heart that she would throw it again.
But he realized, as he dropped it at her feet, tail wagging, that he had to find a way to let her know it was him. She might get mad if he continued to just play and never told her, then said later 'oh, by the way, thanks for the game of fetch'.
What would be a fast way to tell her? He couldn't bark his full name. Ah, and what had he been craving since leaving the apartment?