Lola suprised me by wanting to play tug. This is a very rare occurrence. Whenever she feels like it, we encourage it. Tonight he object of fixation was my bait bag. The bait bag had her treats and ball in it, so I guess it smelled pretty good. Only issue with this is that the bag wasn't meant to be tugged on. You guessed it. Rriiiiippp! I now need a new bag.
After we finished up at Agility we headed home. Waiting on me was a movie I have not seen. The Fantastic Mr. Fox. Really, really good. You should see it! When I finished the movie I sat down to the computer. Then, in the kitchen I heard a scrabbling noise. Boomer went to investigate before me and when I went in there all I could see was a mouse tail going down the hatch. Lovely. That is life, I consider it whole prey and move on. We don't put out poison, so no concern there.
During all this hubbub Lola was out COLD. She was wiped. I have proof!

On that note, I leave you! G'night.
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