It was pretty messy...
...so it was a good thing I worked on it outside
I'm pulling very hard on this - can you see how I'm holding it down with my paws?
Once I got it loose, then I could yank and tug and get it off
I finally got it and it still looked like a ball – a heavy, really hard ball, but a ball. But, Daddy and Mommy said, “It’s not a ball, it’s a coconut!” OK, a coconut, I play that, too. So, I did for a little while then they took it away. Now it sits on the kitchen counter and no body does anything with it. Dad and Mom said they’d open it one day – soon I hope!
