It's super bouncy and super durable. If she had her way, we'd be throwing it down the hallway all day long for her to chase and bring back. Almost every time Casey gets this ball in her mouth, it inevitably ends up under the entertainment center or coffee table, where she can't get to it. When this happens, she throws a temper tantrum and growls and grunts until David or I get it out from under the table for her. Last night, she was feeling particularly gutsy and she started barking at me to get the ball for her. This got old pretty quickly, so I got the ball from under the coffee table and hid it behind a pillow on the couch. And it worked! Out of sight, out of mind! Later in the evening, Casey got sleepy and crawled up on the couch with me. Little did she know that by crawling up on the couch, she'd find her favorite red ball! This is Casey after she found her ball:
She fell asleep with it right next to her head, one arm wrapped around it. I don't think she liked that I hid it from her...
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