We had a security crisis yesterday. Mister Moose apparently thought it was a good idea to mark Lally’s favorite squeaky ball. (Lucky for Moose, the ball was outside at the time! Otherwise, he’d be wearing doggie diapers today.) Lally was beside herself. She kept running to the ball, but wouldn’t pick it up. I wouldn’t pick it up either, to be honest. Every time she was out in the yard, Lally would be circling the ball, sniffing the ball, looking at the ball, etc. While we were inside, if I so much as moved, she was up and ready to … Continue reading →