Poor Little Bat

After Dottie popped (not pooped!) Missy's ball with one chomp, Nana bought her a round bat "Beanie Ball." Both Pie and Dottie kept trying to make off with it, but I was doing a good job keeping it safe. Until I rolled over in bed one night and my leg hit something wet, which turned out to be the poor, chewed up little bat. His wings were gone and he had a big hole, and there were beans ALL over the floor. I know it was Pie who did it because she is the one who leaves offerings in my bed.

He still looks happy... but I am sad for him.