This is another example of Libby using every ounce of her tennis balls before letting them go and moving on to the next one. As long as she could still do some activity with them she would keep playing. This one was split in half except for the tiniest millimeters of plastic holding the two halves together. When she tossed it off the couch or kicked it, it would wobble this way then turn another direction and stop flat. Her breathing echoed louder in the ball because she always walked around carrying it in her mouth and tried to never set it down. Sometimes she would still have them in her mouth when we went outside to walk them and she’d leave it in the yard. After she was back inside and realized it was outside, she would wiggle and whimper until we opened the door and let her retrieve it. Then she was back to hours of playing ball. In this photo you can see the part of her ear that is missing pretty clearly. It just added to her charm.