This is a long post! It contains 15 pictures (mostly of ME), three movies, and a featerette. So settle in and enjoy.
The Relentlessly Huge and I won a handmade holiday ornament from Maggie and Mitch. I wanted to check it out, but momma said I was a bit too enthusiastic and hid it away for later.
Thank you M&M!
Ever since my tutoring, I have been receiving lots of new balls. I am not sure how one relates to the other, but I am always happy to get presents.
She sent me a nice note. Can you read it? It says;
My little cublet Dexter (she calls me her little cublet, sigh),
I'm sorry you had your tutoring done - but I've sent you a replacement pair of balls - so no need to worry...
Since I'm pretty sure you didn't let RH play with your relinquished set of balls - you should take care not to let him near your new set... they just might disappear again...
Love and licks,
Not only did I get new balls, but also bully sticks and a nommy puck of cow chewie. Oh boy! Thanks, Randi.
We also got a surprise from Mack and Sally Ann. A box full of balls!
Here is our current line-up of balls. Starting from left to right;
Special extra bouncy balls just for me.
A "normal" tennis ball (we are not allowed to play with those because they are too small).
The slightly larger tennis ball that we usually play with (just so it won't go down somebody's gullet too easily).
A bigger ball from Mack and Sally Ann, and
A super sized ball, also from Mack and Sally Ann.
Let the games begin!
I waited until the RH was sun baking outside to try out my special balls from Randi. They are super bouncy and momma thought it would be fun to try them out on the slippery kitchen floor for some reason.
No problem for a quick guy like me.
Waiting for it...
Outside, we got the two 2nd biggest balls from Mack and Sally Ann (thanks for sending two).
I will admit that it was kind of hard to get my labrajaws around it, but I managed.
It was really bouncy.
Forcing me to execute some of my best ninja moves. Oh joy!
Even though that ball looks kind of large, it is no match for..... JAWS!
In fact he had the air out of it in no time. Notice how his ball is no longer properly shaped.
Drat! He smooshed my ball too!
Actually, I couldn't really get mad at the big guy because it is much easier to carry around in its smooshed state.
But I need to maintain vigilance, lest you know who piggy baby momma's cry baby dog steal both my balls (EEEEE).
Oh, never mind. Guess he wore himself out.
Thank you for all my new balls. I love them! Here is a short ball movie. I confess to looking super extra cute at the end.
Alert readers will recall that Momma has been working on a new trick with us. Of course I figured it out on the second try. As you can see, Momma suffers from "mastiff vision" and always thinks I am much smaller than I am. That stupid box was not big enough for me, but I played along anyway. Watch me here.
Meanwhile, other thick skulled dinosaur sized beasties are not nearly as clever. All he had to do was put two feet in the box, but apparently that was too scary. You would think the box had nails on the bottom or something the way he is a big chicken to even put one foot in. See what I mean?
P.S. You will have to wait to see what the RH did with that really big ball.