lulu got a box of kosher salt. now she's a salty kosher dog and her tongue's hanging out. i think she not only counter surfed but opened the upper cabinet. i'm impressed. i let her go in the overgrown orthogenic ghost playground and she went lala. they mowed a section, sweet smell of fresh hay, and left the rest wild. the trees they left balled and burlapped long ago are growing in their balls sitting in a bunch in the corner. lulu had a ball and  her laps too.