A squat pitbull-type walks at the end of a taut clothesline leash, panting and slurping deep around the duo-tone tennis ball wedged into one side of her mouth. Stringy white slobber drips out over the ball once or twice per sidewalk square, but in a cute way.
You mean kind of like Hooch? (of “Turner and Hooch” fame.) A picture would have been nice, but in a way, you already did picture it perfectly. Wonderful. Thank you. I love doggies. Even their slobber. Strings on a tennis shoe, from a tennis ball.