Thursday, January 8, 2015

My Ball Fanatic

While on Winter Break, I decided to clean under our bed--a task that was long overdue, trust me.   Of course I had a little brown helper.  Coco was right there with me the whole time...a little bit scared and a lot curious.

After an hour or so of cleaning, I had unearthed 7 balls from underneath the bed (and a mountain of other crap I won't mention).  I can assure you that neither Daddy nor I put these balls under there.  My little brown helper is the culprit.

I have no idea how she gets all these balls under there! And it seems like we are forever dragging them out anyway; I don't know how we let 7 of them get away from us.

I realized that much of our lives revolve around balls: throwing, rolling, finding, hiding, tossing, squeaking, tugging, cleaning off.  I can't turn around without seeing a ball.  I can't get into bed without rolling onto a ball.  I dream about giant balls demanding to be thrown.  I've got a serious ball fanatic on my hands.

What's your dog a fanatic about?


  1. Squeaky wubbas, unfortunately. I haven't heard a TV show in months...

    Monty and Harlow

  2. 7 undder the bed? Wow! Rita never lets us rest if a toy goes under the bed/sofa/coffee table. I swear she boots them under there on purpose!

  3. Wow, Coco that sure is a stash!

  4. Our beagle is a ball fanatic too, so we know what that's all about! :)

  5. Now you have to find another safe spot Coco.