If I didn’t know first hand, I would swear that Houdini has been in contact with my brother Easy in France Why do you ask? May I present to you exhibit A to the left. Yes, that is Houdini’s first destroyed doggy toy. I’m not sure to feel happy for the little tyke on his total destruction or sad that his favorite ball is now gone like the wind.
You see, this *was* – and *was* is a good word – one of his favorite balls. Did I tell you that he learned to play fetch one day last week? He would bring this ball to mom, she would throw it down the hallway and he would retrieve it. Houdini and mom played this game for almost 30 minutes to an hour every night. But now, the toy has went to ball heaven.
But don’t worry, mommy is buying him his very own miniature tennis ball tonight on the way home from her worky place. Houdini will be back up in action playing fetch in no time!