OK,

I cain't believe I am going to share this.
My late great golden retriever Amber Blaze was definately a ball dog. She loved to play ball. Well, one afternoon when my sister was over my house, we got to talkin. Amber's ball was under a dresser and she was barking/howling something bad. I went to investigate and looked at her and said I'll get it later. Well she didn't take to kindly to that remark because she then grabbed my shoe. When I asked her to drop it, she refused. To make a long story longer, I was chasing Amber around the living tryin to get my shoe back as my sister looked on. As Amber made a quick turn to go in the opposite direction since I was chasing her, I lost my footing and went down. The look on my sisters face and the loud laughter said it all, Amber had won.

Now all ya'll can laugh too...heh heh heh