I Love The Smell Of A Fresh Tennis Ball In The Morning, It Smells Like Victory!

Tennis BallAhhh, morning! I love morning as long as it’s not really early morning. That’s right, a dog that likes to sleep in. What can I say? My bed is awesome, 8″ of orthopedic foam covered by a big plush pillow…you’d lay in that thing as long as possible too. That said I did have a burst of energy and wake everyone up this morning. That involves sitting as close as possible and staring intently at said target. It also helps to go “mmhhhmmppphh” and slap a paw on their bed. My morning patrol of the yard checked out, no strange occurrences overnight although there is something lurking nocturnally in the oleander hedge. A few good rounds of ball and I’m ready to chill in the sun for awhile. We went to downtown Burbank last night for a stroll and grabbed a slice from the North End Pizzeria, good stuff. Any food place with a patio is good to me but they have great slices. I attracted lots of attention too, which included a woman sitting on the ground beside (humans?!)me and the waiter. I even got a little taste of pizza in the end.