It just keeps getting worse. Look at what the old/new/REAL tennis ball looks like now. Bear in mind this is only 24 hours since the last post . . . this ball is DOOMED!
Again, could I BE more pathetic and sad in the background? This biotch is ruining my street cred. The only good thing is that Mom is taking major sympathy in me and I've had, like, so much popcorn I couldn't chase a ball if I wanted to. Whatever.
Sighs all around,
Wiley
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Oh Wiley, you have broken my stone cold heart into little shreds.
I don't even know what to say.
Hang in there brother.
Love,
Hazel
You could borrow my "tennis ball"...although it is much like a cat toy and about the size of a "super ball"...you might swallow it.
I hear your pain! Aren't fur sibs a pain?
~ChaChi Lu Pink Champagne
Oh man. I just don't get why some dogs have to do the peel. Why don't they get that there's nothing quite like just mouthing a tennis ball for hours until it's so wet and gooey and perfect. Especially if you get to drop it in some mud once in a while.
Poor Wiley! We also have the teeny vs big tennis ball dyad in our house. I am sometimes in the mood for the little and sometimes in the mood for the big. But either way, I don't have to share it with a ball-peeling shiba sister. :)
Poppy
It must have been a wild weekend with the Shibas as there is no new news.
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Wiley & Fievel,
So sorry to see that tennis ball Wiley, I feel your pain!! I agree with Sophie, a tennis ball should be savored in the mouth for hours (if they are not being played with)so when you drop it on your person's feet, it goes "glick".
Tails wags,
Ginger
Wow! I'm sorry you have to go through that!
That is the saddest picture ever of you, Wiley....
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