Ernie and Dexter had a serious play session yesterday. This usually consists of Ernie running around the yard and Dexter laying in ambush, charging Ernie as he races past. When they finally clash, it’s like two gladiators meeting in the arena. It sounds horrible–my neighbors probably think I’m staging dog fights in the backyard. Yesterday, for whatever reason, Dexter was really into the chasing. Maybe it was the rain, maybe it was because it was Tuesday, or maybe, just maybe, it was the pair of underwear (now crotchless) that someone ate during the day.