My human, in their infinite and often misguided wisdom, has procured a large, garish sphere from the "Wilson" entity—a known purveyor of equipment for loud, sweaty human rituals. This "Graffiti Volleyball" is an assault on the senses, a chaotic swirl of pinks and blues that clashes terribly with my sophisticated grey-and-white coat. Its "official size" sugg…
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My Human, in their infinite and often misguided wisdom, has procured a "Wahu Mini Pool Ball." The name itself, a nonsensical exclamation, is an immed…
My human, in a fit of what I can only assume is seasonal optimism, has procured a large, hollow sphere from the sporting-goods monolith, WILSON. This…
My human has acquired a large, inconvenient bag full of sticks, string, and various disappointing spheres from a brand called "Franklin Sports." They…
My Human, in their infinite and often misguided wisdom, has procured a "Botabee Swimming Pool Water Volleyball." From what I can gather, it is a garg…