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Wordless Wednesday: 50 Toys Are Not Enough!

Ty — Wed, 15 Jun 2011 18:23:14 +0000

Wordless Wednesday: Hoarder?

Ty — Wed, 06 Apr 2011 13:51:21 +0000

The Rescue

Ty — Fri, 04 Mar 2011 14:39:47 +0000

My bally is trapped! I must find a way to get it safe and free!

Let me ponder this.

After careful redognizance, I find a way in.

I enter the crevasse, fully aware of the danger.

My bally is free!

I am a hero to trapped ballies everywhere!*

*with no tail.

Wordless Wednesday: Puzzle Play*

Ty — Wed, 12 Jan 2011 15:27:51 +0000

* With no tail.

Wordless Wednesday: Open The Ballies!

Ty — Thu, 30 Dec 2010 04:17:18 +0000

Heroic Toy Rescue!

Ty — Mon, 19 Jul 2010 23:44:41 +0000

Oh Noes!!! My favorite bally fell into the pool!

I is a Hero!!!!*

* With no tail

Mischievous Experiments: Helping the Cubs?

Ty — Tue, 25 May 2010 13:00:47 +0000

Daddy said that the Cubs were not playing well.* So I thought I would try an experiment to help.

I gots my favorite Cubs ball and took it upstairs.

Then I punched a hole in my favorite ball to illustrate their season so far. This was a very difficult sacrifice for me!

Next, I took the stuffings out so that the Cubs would be motivated to work hard to get them all back in. I was even planning to eats some and get barfy to assure the utmost level of Cubs sympathy. Surely they care about a little dog with no tail and his Cubs ball, right? My thinking was that the experiment would find out. If they start winning, my Cubbie Ball sacrifice shredding worked!

But then Mommy didn’t let me eats any stuffing, and fed it all to the kitchen can. I don’t think the kitchen can cares at all about the Cubs. I hope that doesn’t ruin my experiment. I guess we will wait and see.

Results to be posted at a later date.

*Daddy used stronger words for this that I won’t republish on my family doggie friendly bloggy space. Shame on Daddy!

The Backyard Bally

Ty — Mon, 19 Apr 2010 13:00:20 +0000

I has a backyard bally. I gots it for free. One day it was just there in the yard. I think maybe my fence friend next door gave it to me.

I likes when it flies through the air.

Then I pick it up and carries it around.

I tried to bring it in the house but Mommy wouldn’t let me, even though I dropped it in a puddle to clean it up some. So it is my special yard bally.

Wordless Wednesday: St. Patrick’s Day Green

Ty — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 15:48:46 +0000

The Ball Carrier

Ty — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 13:00:06 +0000

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.