October 1st 2005 8:06 pm
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Well the worst thing that could happen to a tennis ball loving dog like me happened today. I love everything to do with tennis balls. I like chasing them, I like playing hide and go seek with them, I like catching them but most of all I like chewing them and popping holes in them when mommy and daddy aren't looking.

Well Mommy and I have been loosing all my toys lately. Today I was on my last tennis ball at the beach. I had already popped a hole in it, but it was the only one we could find so we had to play catch with it. It was holding up pretty good at the beach. I was running for it and swimming for it. It was all good. Well mommy threw it in the water when I wasn't looking. How was I supposed to know where to go? Mommy pointed and I started swimming, but by the time I got there it had SANK! I was very frantic and swam all around. I picked up a few peices of seaweed, yuck, not my ball. I guess that's why mommy and daddy don't like me popping holes in my balls. I guess I learned my lesson.

--5 minutes later--

What? Tennis Balls? Must pop!

Paws,
Scout