She got off the couch and approached him on all fours, eyes roughly at the same height as his. "Want to play a game or something?" She asked.
"What sort of game?"
"I don't know...fetch....hide and go seek...whatever."
"I thought you were watching TV..."
"No," she said, confused. "It's just on..."
Since Jeff had set up the changes, he was more aware of them it seemed. "How about fetch? You go get the ball," he suggested.
Jamie perked up at the idea and ran off to find it, not quite equipped to run around on all fours, her long legs meaning she she didn't move that fast. Jeff was equally excited, the idea of spending an afternoon playing fetch was part of why he'd wanted to fix the world. Why should dogs be the ones to live the good life?