Well, the good news is George found a couple more balls. And they have been lasting about a week which is an improvement over a couple days. The bad news is she still loves the scraps over a new ball. When I tell Nala to bring her ball, she pitifully trots back with her beloved remains of the previous ball. I humor her and fling it as far as scrap of felt can go which isn't far. She doesn't care, though. She'll pick it up a few feet away and bring it back. Not until we throw away the scraps will she begin to use the other ball. I thought she was weird at first. After all, who wouldn't want a nice new ball? Then I realized she is like a kid who is offered a new blanket. They will always choose their old, worn one. Why? Because its comfortable and familiar. So, I don't blame Nala. She can keep her familiar scraps (at least for a little while!).
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