Would Somebody Please Tell the Dog Which Ball Is Hers?

Tonight the boys were rolling a tennis ball back and forth across the living room for Phyllip's exercises. Everything was fine and dandy until Ruby got woke up.

You see, Ruby has a tennis ball all her own and it is her favorite (and pretty much only) toy (by her own choosing). Hers just so happens to look not-so-new, uh, kinda like it has had lots of doggie slobber on it. Hers is the one on the right.

She came over and sat by me for a while just watching the boys rolling the ball back and forth. Then all of a sudden, pounce, and she had stolen their ball! This, of course, made us all erupt in laughter.

We found her ball and would throw it so that Phyllip's exercise could continue. But Ruby kept coming back. She thought the ball was hers for the taking! An exercise that should have only taken about 5 minutes ended up taking about 15!

Here's Tyler trying to distract Ruby with her ball.

Here he is again and she is trying to steal their ball.