A good friend of mine just returned from New York and brought me this awesome baseball that had NewYork written on it. i haven’t even shown it to Ares (my dog) so i wouldn’t make him curious. I thought i went out to get him a treat too so i strategically placed the ball on top of the 1.2m table out of his reach (he has a history of tracking down new things) . Unfortunately, the table had a sheet on it and it was all Ares needed. By the time i got back (about 5-8minutes) he already finished with the ball and was sleeping in his bed.