Growing up with a dog

Jackie Framm: [off-screen] Josh, I'm home!

Josh Framm: Buddy, stay here and don't move until I come back.

[leaves the bathroom quickly and walks downstairs]

Jackie Framm: [doing something for Andrea] There, you go.

Josh Framm: Hi, Mom. Can I help with the groceries?

Jackie Framm: Excuse me?

Josh Framm: Can I help with the groceries? How was your day?

Jackie Framm: Okay, what's going on?

Josh Framm: Nothing! Can't a guy help his mom with the groceries?

[upstairs, Buddy quietly nudges the basketball Josh used to get him into the tub out of the bathroom to the top stair of the staircase]

Jackie Framm: What did you do?

Josh Framm: Mom, do you remember, when I had a hamster?

Jackie Framm: Do you want another hamster?

Josh Framm: No! Not exactly.

Jackie Framm: Josh, spit it out!

[Buddy nudges the basketball off of top stair and as it bounced downstairs, it starts causing numerous paint spills]

Josh Framm: [shrieking] Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Jackie Framm: [as Buddy is chasing the basketball downstairs, he got wrapped up and covered by a new piece of wallpaper that come back off the wall Then a five-gallon bucket of white paint spills over Buddy's backbones causing Buddy, to shake off a majority of the paint, off of his fur onto Jackie and Josh's faces] No!

Josh Framm: Buddy! Ew! So, can I keep him?

[Jackie quietly gets the paint off her eyelids and looks at Josh, as if shouting "How dare you!"]

Josh Framm: [During first Timberwolves & Warriors basketball game, Buddy comes into gymnasium and knocked basketball out of a Warrior's grip] Buddy!

[Both teams start chasing Buddy, to try to get the basketball back, saying "Get him!"]

Josh Framm: Buddy, stop!

Referee #1: Hey, gimme that ball.

Jackie Framm: [Loose basketball then hits a Gatorade ice-chest, causing a big spill on gymnasium floor] Excuse me.

Josh Framm: Get back here.

[basketball hits referee in his forehead, making him walk to bench. Meanwhile, the other referee loses his balance and slides into a table, hitting one set of legs, causing the table to fold on end nearly injure him]

Josh Framm: Buddy, no!

[Buddy then causes a rack of basketballs to spill, onto floor]

Josh Framm: Buddy, no!

[Josh gets the basketball, then Buddy knocks it, out of Josh's hands and up into basketball rim for a bucket. Audience and referees are a -first in shock and then start cheering for Buddy]

Josh Framm: Buddy, bad dog!

Jackie Framm: Sorry, Josh. Come on, Buddy.

Josh Framm: [after the game] Hey, boy.

Jackie Framm: Did you know that Buddy could do that? Did you know that Buddy could play basketball?

Principal Pepper: [chuckling] There he is! Oh, the man of the hour! And the dog! I swear, I wouldn't have believed it, if I hadn't seen it with my own two eyes! A basketball-playing dog! A regular Michael "Woof" Jordan! You've been keeping this under your hats! Oh, I'm going off like a faucet. Melissa, this is Mrs. Framm... and her talented son, Josh.

Melissa: Hi.

Josh Framm: Hi.

Melissa: I'm the president, of the Booster Club and wondered if you and...

Josh Framm: Buddy.

Melissa: Buddy could do that trick, at the next half-time show.

Principal Pepper: Wouldn't he be a great mascot?

Josh Framm: [Buddy leaves them, going back to the gymnasium, having overheard Coach Barker shouting at and mistreating Timberwolf Tom Stewart] Buddy? Buddy!

Coach Barker: You're never going to drop another ball, Stewart!

[starts throwing a group of basketballs at Tom Stewart too hard and too fast for him to successfully catch any of them, to vent out his anger]

Principal Pepper: [opens the gymnasium door] What's going on here?

Coach Barker: Just running Tom through a little drill.

Principal Pepper: That'll be enough, Joe. That will be enough.

Josh Framm: [Josh pets Buddy's head at gymnasium door] Good boy!