Not just any ball

Yup, that's a ball all right. It's the last surviving member from a perfectly matched pair accepted as a gift several years ago from Juana Martin Manzana, a very famous Gypsy fashion designer from Spain. The match to this treasure was destroyed by a pack of wild dogs, commonly known as the Trixons. They ravaged our home yet we were lucky enough to have saved our trophy puppies and one of the prized spheres, deemed priceless by Christie's of New York. The inner core of this ball (and I hate to degrade it by calling it such) is filled with pure 24kt gold threads loosely woven together, yet tight enough to allow for an 18" lift when bounced against the floor. The intricate, exterior patchwork is the finest silk from Kanchipuram, South India. If you follow the design closely, it actually explains the history of the worlds greatest hunting dogs ever to walk the face of the Earth, the Wilsonites. The breed is hardly ever talked about anymore as they are approaching extinction. A few are yet known to exist somewhere north of Ecuador and just south of NY City. But Trixie doesn't care about all that horse rubbish....... she wants to play ball. She's allotted only about an hour of playing ball a day. When Trixie gets up in the morning my wife tosses the ball for her to fetch and bring back. She's actually quite remarkable at this trick. It's not as easy as it looks ya know. I tried it and I looked like a complete human, plus, I could only do about 3 runs before collapsing to the floor. Then I tried it standing up and still, I could only do a few fetches.

We've searched for another ball just like this one, but there are none to be found on the face of the planet. This is truly an ancient artifact with powers beyond comprehension. If this ball ever gets lost, I'm sure both Trixie and my wife will need to be treated for depression, as neither of them can live without it.