Storm’s jaws would put a pit bull to shame. Fortunately, she doesn’t use her powers for evil, only to plow through bones and treats with astonishing speed. And to play tug. She loves tug. She may give up on chasing a ball after a couple of throws, but she’ll tug until my arms wear out.

And so, here she is with her favorite tug toy of all. The one with tennis balls on ends, tennis balls that pop off, staying in her mouth and leaving me windmilling backwards. That may be her favorite bit.

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