I needed to find out if a secret substance was inside of my orange tennis bally. It was a very important classyfried mission, critical to little dog with no tail security. You will have to trust me on that.
I carefully took off its skin. I started to eat it to hide evidence of the dissecticamation, but Mommy found it and took it away. I don’t think she told anyone about the secret mission though. I hopes not!
Inside was a gray rubbery substance.
It wasn’t what I was looking for, so I ate it. Or most of it anyway before Daddy saw it and took it. I don’t know why he wanted it—it didn’t taste all that good anyway.
i eated the fuzz off my tennis bally. oo! my mom is mad at me. i broked her computer meese. the red light thingie won’t light up anymore.
Be careful. Tennis ball fuzz will give you poops. So will rabbit candies. Trust me, I know….
Ty, you are a very scientific dog with no tail!
Oh Ty, I hope you didn’t get sick from eating tennis ball inards. At least you found out what was in there.