Just Another Other Day

We found the perfect toy for our dogs, as well as a way to give them great exercise daily without the worry of hot pavement.

Large, heavy-duty rubber nubby squeaky balls.

Every afternoon, no matter what, where or how, Sierra and Annie each pick up ball and we all head out into the screened porch. They both love to retrieve, so from our comfy rockers we lob the rubber nubby balls into the yard and the fun commences.

Imagine my surprise upon discovering a post on our town's social media page in which the poster asks the question, "Has anyone else been hearing loud screams every afternoon? Always coming from the same area over by xxxxx and xxxxxxxx. Either a child or an animal being abused!" Well, that thread continued on, getting more hysterical and crazy with each comment. One poster speculated, "I think someone in that area is torturing Guinea Pigs. The screams are HORRIBLE!"

Because I like to pin point facts, I amped it all up a bit and added 4 more rubber nubby squeaky balls to the mix. By Day Three, it was clear that WE were the presumed animal torturers!!! "I called the police and reported the noise," one poster said, "Those sickos are torturing numerous animals now! Some sort of Satanic ritual."

SATANIC RITUAL????? Clearly, these people knew nothing about us, or ever visited our home! So, I added even more rubber nubby squeaky balls, for a total of 10. Day Four was EPIC!!! The girls were in Nirvana with all of those rubber nubby squeaky balls to play with! Hubs and I became watchful for angry townsfolk and police. As the thread on social media seemed to reach its dangerous summit, it was time to let the good folks off the hook. I called a friend of ours who is a local cop. He confirmed that, indeed, calls had come in about someone in our area torturing animals in Satanic rituals. He accepted my offer to come on by our place to visit with the girls. Upon his arrival, the girls were engaged in full delirious retrieving, with all 10 rubber nubby squeaky balls in play.

How many of you have ever seen a very large cop engaged in the PeePee Dance? Good times, those!

While he is here, I pulled up the thread and typed out a responding comment to the masses NOT out searching their garages and tool sheds for their pitchforks and torches.

"After watching this thread for several days, we have determined that we and our dogs are the source of great concern, rising to near hysteria. There is nothing Satanic going on here, our dogs are simply enjoying the fruits of a Petsmart sale on rubber nubby squeaky balls. 2 for $5! They LOVE them! Sorry for all the concern."

This morning when I let the girls out I was pleasantly surprised to see that 3 more brand new rubber nubby squeaky balls had been tossed into our yard!!

There is a moral to the story here. 90% of all hysteria would be eliminated if people spent more time with their furs, and less time believing everything posted on social media.

Happy Friday, y'all!