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You know what makes me mad? Losing my ball. It’s one of my favorite toys, but it always seems to disappear. Most of the time, I’ll put it back in my basket where I keep my other toys, but on occasion it seems to find its way under the couch. But today, it’s neither here nor there, and that has left me with no other choice but to investigate the entire house until I find it. I begin by asking the old man where he put it. Last time we played, it was he who threw it, so I’m pretty sure he should know where it is. But he doesn’t. Or he isn’t telling. So I continue on by searching under the bed. Now here’s something interesting. While I didn’t find my ball, I did remember that I had hidden one of my chew bones under here. I give it a few chews and put it back for later. Then it’s into the kitchen, where the old man is presently preparing an afternoon snack for himself. A few crumbs fall, distracting me for mere moments (alright, he might have had my entire attention for the duration of his meal, but I got right back to work after). I checked under the table, finding a few goodies along the way, and even sniffed under the stove, where I found mostly dust. I pull off some of the couch cushions next, double checking to see the ball wiggled its way between them while I wasn’t looking. After all, you never know where those balls are going to bounce next. But it wasn’t in there. I even dug down into my favorite hiding spot to see if it was hiding under there too. There wasn’t anything in the old man’s chair or under the table either. Although, I did find an old napkin that smelled like it had once housed a flavorful sandwich. I gave it a few licks then decided it had no flavor at all. I decided to check outside next. While it may have been icy cold the past week, today was much warmer and the sun was refreshingly inviting. I poked my head out and scanned the yard. Outside, the sun warmed my body while the breeze cooled it back down. Out and about, I took care of some necessities and proceeded with the search. That’s when I noticed Buck next door. He was playing with something, could it be my ball? “Hey, Buck. Have you seen my ball?” I shouted to him through the fence. While I could poke my head through, not much of Buck other than his nose would squeeze through. “Nope. This is my fluffy toy Christy got me.” Buck spat out a few tufts of fluff as he bellowed out. “Haven’t seen your ball since we played with it last.” “When was that?” “Yesterday. No wait … today? Or maybe it was tomorrow. All these days get me confused,” Buck said, then returned to playing with his fluffy toy. The trail was still cold, but not as cold as it is out here. I returned inside to warm my paws back up. While the sun might be warm, the shadows always seem to be a little colder. And with the outdoors clear of any suspicion, that ball has got to be somewhere in here. I was sitting and thinking in the hallway, trying to decide where to search next, when the old man scooted me out of the way. Are we going out? Why does he need to get in the closet? I looked inside, but all that was in there were a few pairs of paw-covers, his walking stick thingy and a bunch of jackets (our people like to put on different covering styles on their bodies because they obviously weren’t gifted with such awesome ones like we pups have). But aside from the old man’s articles, there wasn’t anything in there for me. The old man picked out his favorite paw-covers (they smell so awesome and I’d love to chew on them) and his walking stick. Maybe we’re going for a walk today. It would be nice to get out and enjoy some fresh air after being inside for so long. The old man sat down to put his paw-covers on while I got my leash ready. I brought my leash back, but the old man still hadn’t put his covers on. Instead, he was digging in one, his face seemingly confused. When his hand emerged from within the cover, I found at last where my ball had been hiding. “Good job,” I congratulated the old man. “Now let’s go play outside with it. And don’t lose it this time!
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