When we brought Dewey home, Dex was ecstatic. A buddy!! A playmate!! Someone to chase and wrestle when mommy and daddy are too lazy tired to chase and wrestle. He was in doggy heaven.
.. until Dewey took an interest in the B-A-L-L.
This is war.
More on this as the story develops.










oh nooooooooo. Not THE BALL! That’s gonna get ugly…