There has been a mishap. Apparently the manufacturer of my ball and rope toy failed to account for certain variables, like my razor sharp teeth.
Once my incisors made the incision (as they were designed to do -- no malfunction there), it was too late. The ball did not stand a chance.
I will still play with it, despite its shoddy condition. I have, however, also welcomed the arrival of a new ball and rope toy. (Perhaps the sitter's apology for that coat and booties stunt?)
Hopefully the workmanship on this ball is more suited for the rigours of puppiness.
Wish me luck, world! Only 36 days to go.
Love, Gracie
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