This is the sad story of Dogonball: he was once an inspiration to a failing company because if a dog could balance himself on a ball, then the sales department could certainly increase their sales...
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Which they did. But, after a brief spike, sales plumeted as the novelty of a dog on a ball wore off. And, what once was an inspiration, soon turned into a annoying distraction.
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| I'M A DOG! ON A BALL! A DOG ON A BALL!! | |
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Eventually, Dogonball was moved down to the storage area until his contract ran out. After which, someone from upper management popped his ball, and then had him taken behind the treeline and shot.
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