My dogs got bombed by First Warrior.

That red ball has been all over the house. Cally and Molly are in a constant tug of war and won't leave it alone. I stuck a large Milkbone in it and you would have thought it was filet. Oh, and thanks for the cigar too.

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Yea, I am fairly sure they spend a lot of time training us. Like the 10PM bark at my bedroom door for a treat. Or the head pointing at the drawer where I hide my pistachios. Yea, they know what they are doing.