PACK IT UP. We’re all losers in this game of life. Had you or I been asked to retrieve this frisbee from high up on that tree, even as humans we’d 100 percent have given up. It’s a frisbee, which isn’t even a real object. This dog could’ve just barked back, “Eh, it’s too high. What’s for dinner?”

Instead, the dog knows that frisbee has its name on it. So Frisbee Dog makes a mad dash upward (and onward), grabbing gravity by its invisible claws and scaling the tree with the grace of a monkey. Or tree frog. Frisbee Dog snatches the frisbee and walks off with it, feeling real good, feeling real great. Because that’s how you do life.

Previously inspired by: this one bear


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