Ah, Copper—a shooting star on four paws, a kinetic comet racing through a galaxy of tennis balls. His coat is a midnight swirl, and his eyes are twin sparks of wild ambition. Each bounce is a heartbeat; each leap, a dream. Copper doesn’t just play ball—he conjures joy from thin air. And when he runs, it’s as if every blade of grass is cheering. 🐾✨More