Even with this Cone attached to my head, it does not stop my obsession with THE Ball. Those pesky yellow squeakers, I can't let them get the best of me. So, I spend hours pushing them under the furniture, watching Mom curse as she has to keep getting up and reaching under the furniture to get them out for me or You got it, I"ll cone her! HAHA. THE BALL continues to rule our lives...best to buy some stock in those tennis ball companies, we dogs cannot get enough of them!
