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In the backyard…
Bluey was doing her usual workout routine she employed ever since she started boxing with Judo.
She was shadowboxing for more than 5 minutes straight, as if she was stuck in a deep trance, fighting against a restless, imaginary opponent.
Bingo was walking around the house, without a thought to her head, when she walked by the doorway that led to the backyard. She noticed Bluey doing her shadowboxing, so she (mindlessly) walked down the door to look at her a little closer.
Still on autopilot, she went closer and closer to Bluey, up to out-boxing distance, like Bingo was being controlled by someone else. She then took an unorthodox stance, causing Bluey to half-snap out of her trance, like Bingo was calling her telepathically.
Bingo suddenly threw a quick, yet sluggish, flicker jab towards Bluey, which she caught with her right paw.
“Not bad Bluey, Looks like you’re already getting up to Judo’s level.” She told her with a smirk.
“I was only able to catch your jab because you were holding her jab arm above elbow level, while she held it at her hip. Even with months of observation, you still can’t imitate her style 1:1.” Bluey replied.
Both chuckled for a few seconds, then both went back to their usual business for the rest of the day.