Last night I got home from work and saw a grey piece of rubber on the floor and figured it was a piece of a dog toy. As I tossed it in the trash I saw a face.
I squealed like a girl and Allan told me I was crazy. Then he looked and saw that it was probably a mouse carcass.
I had a conference with the boys and told them they have to check her mouth before allowing her back in the house after she's been outside.