It’s not going to bounce any more. I’m so sorry Bonnie, please stop giving me those eyes, I really can’t heal shredded tennis balls once they’re mauled by you.
Posted on March 11, 2014, in Uncategorized and tagged Dogs, Doodlemum, Drawing, Family, Humour, Illustration, Life, Pen and Ink, Sketchbook. Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.
Wow that cat is doing an excellent job at knocking off all your bathroom supplies. You gotta love ca
It’s my kids that made me quit using makeup but I’m sure a cat’s just as bad at getting into everyth
I love your art. You have caused me to feel the moment with you.
Hahahahaha I know that one!
Our house has an open door policy for the bathroom cause either the dog or cat scratches the door if
Hahahaha, you've lost that basket :D
Love this!..
Adorable, as usual. <3
Doodlemum 
Awww! So cute! You catch the body language so well!
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Poor dog and poor ball too. 😦
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Yes, dogs really do grieve! x
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Love the picture. My dog Oxford loves tennis balls also. He is a tennis ball recovery dog. He can sniff out a tennis ball even in the bush.
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Reblogged this on My Blog.
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