Maxagain

By request, Max with his everpresent tennis ball. He chews them into oblivion fairly rapidly, but we live near the beach, and are able to find an endless supply among the driftwood, ones that get lost off the cruise ships. The whole family saves tennis balls for Max. In his juvenile deliquent stage, he once got into a chicken pen, and ended up leaving with one of the chickens. The woman who owned them was great about it. When she was explaining to my brother what happened, he asked her if she was sure it was Max. She reached into her jacket pocket, said "Well, he left this", and handed Don a tennis ball. Busted.

Done