Right in the middle of the craziness that is our mornings, Tex dropped his tennis ball in the dishwasher. I don't even know where he found the ball. We usually take the ball away from him after we play with him outside because he's just so darn insistent whenever he has the ball in the house. He will follow us around the house dropping the ball at our feet in an attempt to get some attention. And, it's awfully hard for the kids (and Will) to resist throwing or rolling the ball for him inside. (Drives me nuts!)
"Do I have your attention now?! NOW will you stop what you're doing and play with me?"