I think the internet has found a dog crazier than me. Like, a lot crazier. This little lady has a pretty awesome Christmas gift – a tennis ball. I love tennis balls but I’m not supposed to have them because I rip them apart and then poop out the fluff, which makes my humans really upset for some reason. Though this pooch is crazier than me, she has been given a tennis ball for Christmas (I guess she doesn’t have the same digestion issues with tennis balls) wrapped up in this clear contraption. She goes at her gift like any sane dog would, by pawing at it incessantly until that doesn’t work anymore and extreme measures must be taken with the teeth. I admire her perseverance, and compliment her charm and sass. I only hope to receive such a wonderful gift myself in a weeks’ time.