The dog toys slip past me

As hard as I guard that back door, our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle somehow seems to slip one past me now and again.

So when I dig out in the backyard of A Bitty Better in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville I find gold.

Doggone it, Ellie B.

Or in this case, an orange carrot toy, one of her favorites.

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