Sunday is more fun if you have balls.

   

   I got my dogs a bag of 18 tennis balls this morning. We were running short. The picture above is not my dog. My walls are not paneled and my dogs do not get name brand balls. Rich people .... sheeesh and my dog is bigger than that one and mine is a female.  

  We were down to about 5 tennis balls in the back yard. We had about forty a couple months ago. They get thrown over the fence, hit by the lawnmower and maybe UFOs come in the middle of the night and steal tennis balls out of my back yard. I really have no idea where the fuck all the tennis balls go. 

  My dogs were so happy when I walked in with a bag of tennis balls. They reminded me of that time I saw the crack whore win $2 in the lottery. They were that happy, Jumping  around acting all skittish and freaked out and jerky ..... 

Our back yard is kind of big so if we only have a few tennis balls I have to walk the yard to keep the dogs busy and they will often see the tennis ball I am walking towards and just steal it .... So you can understand why I need at least 20 tennis balls. My dogs dont bring me shit back. They will drop the ball wherever they are when you throw the next one. I have horribly trained dogs. I think they are Libertarians, so I dont get too mad at them because I know they dont give a fuck what I think.