The Ball Carrier

Silly Mommy keeps taking my ballies and throwing them. That makes more works for me because I have to take them all back to my pillow bed again. I hordes them away there to protect them from the ghost monsters in the living room.

Wordless Wednesday: Happy!

Mischievous Experiments: Football Deconstructification

I haven’t been scienterrific in awhile, so I decided to fix that. The inside of my football is fluffy and white, so I decided to do a taste test comparison between it and snow. Snow is very tasty, so I thought maybe I would discover a new snack source. If so, I would name it the snowball snack!

I carefully deconstructified the football and proceeded with the taste test as planned.

It didn’t taste nice like snow, but I ate quite a bit in hopes that it would improve.

But then I didn’t feel very good. Next thing I knew, I was at the Dr. throwing up my football. That wasn’t how I planned to spend my day. So, my expert scienterrific opinion is that footballs should be played with and not eaten. I hope this advice saves the rest of you some future troubles.

Although maybe it is only Bears footballs that taste bad? Maybe my squeaky football would taste better?

I’m Sporting!

I gots special sporting ballies. I hear that bears are struggling with footballs, but maybe they don’t have a special softy bears football like mine. I bet if they had one, it would help them. Mine certainly makes me very happy.

I hear that cubs sometimes don’t play with ballies all that well either. Maybe bears and their babies just don’t play with ballies as well as little dogs with no tails do?

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My New Pillow Bowl

Remember my closet?

Mommy and Daddy took it away and put a pillow bowl there instead. So I made a super secret plan. don’t tell anyone!

I put my bones and squeaky balls in it because it is bigger than my toy basket. That makes it look like I has less toys and then Mommy and Daddy will feel sorry for the poor deprived little dog with no tail (that’s me!) and buy even more squeakies, and boneys, and ballies, oh my!

I likes to imagine my pillow bowl filled to brim with toys!

Note: I actually has even more toys, but I hid them so that Mommy and Daddy will think that they all gots lost.

My Super Bowl Game

I heard there was going to be a super bowl football game last night. It sounded important, so I got my squeaky football all ready to play in the super bowl.

But I still don’t understand what is so fun or important about putting it in my super bowl.

Wordless Wednesday: Toy Pounce