Big balls, little balls

I've been told that labs have a frenzy-invoking obsession with balls. Any type of ball will do - big, small, deflated or smelly - we really don't care. In fact, I found one floating in the lake yesterday. A pre-owned big, yellow tennis ball. I nabbed it and proudly pranced around town for the remainder of the walk, then into the house where I added it to my collection. A few hours later, the staff started complaining that something was stinking up the joint (and for once it wasn't me). After a bit of investigation, they discovered that my ball was the culprit. Even I must admit that it reeked. As my pops Buzz would say, "it stunk so bad it could knock a buzzard off a shit wagon". Whatever... my job is to retrieve - I don't do clean up work.