The other day I got home and saw this cute scene. Henry apparently left the baseball in the dog bed, and Bucky decided to cuddle up with it. It's the perfect size for him. I bet he had some sweet dreams hitting home runs. We used to joke that Bucky as a batter had the smallest strike zone, and he'd be constantly challenging the pitcher to throw him a good pitch. Then he'd hit the ball three feet away, we called that The Bucky Ball.