Burst Ball

My daughter appeared a couple of days ago with a present for Breagha. A rope, modelled into a handle at one end, with a ball at the other end. Breagha jumped around excitedly when she saw it. We flung it to the end of the hall for her, she launched herself on it and carried it to her bed. Five minutes later the ball was ripped from the rope, another five minutes and the casing of the ball was split in two. However, that has not stopped her from making it her favourtie sleeping companion and it gets carried around the house with her.

As you can see, its wrecked, so will only last a couple more days. She's a wildey!

It's late now, been to the photography class so have to catch up with the chat tomorrow! Breagha is going to get scalped, as I am sick of bathing her dirty legs after each walk. She's not going to like it!