Q: What do Willie Stargell, Mark Spitz, and Steve Finley, two Sharpies, and a pencil all have in common?
A: They are the first victims of my dog’s mouth. Hopefully, they’ll be the last as well.
Apparently the little bugger got out of his crate in an hour-plus gap when I left him today. The others are all dupes, but I’m a little bummed out about the Stargell.
Oh well. At least that’s the extent of the damage this time.