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How He Got that Wondrous Butt

My daughter, Dimples, had the bright idea of bringing an inflated exercise ball into the living room from the garage to see how our bulldog, Wonderbutt, would react.  She predicted that we would want to videotape it, and she was right.  We finally found a ball that is just the right size for Wonderbutt.  Of course he had to use it to careen right into Mrs. P.I.B., our long-suffering golden retriever…

On Second Thought…

It seems that I may have judged the manufacturers of Wonderbutt’s Orbee Planet ball a bit too harshly yesterday.  Wonderbutt did, after all, only manage to eat the continents.  The ball itself is still intact.

Original Ball…

After the Wonderbutt Treatment

After I wrote yesterday’s post, I wandered into the front room to see what Wonderbutt was doing.  On the stairs, I found this:

That, my friends, used to be a tennis ball.  Wonderbutt didn’t even like to play with that ball.  Mrs. P.I.B., our golden retriever, is the house tennis champion.  I guess our canine piranha was frustrated by the absence of any more continents to consume on his own ball, and decided to take it out on another unsuspecting sphere.

Our new furniture arrives later this week.

We’re screwed.

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