Mochi vs. the squeaky toy

It was raining hard again yesterday and I knew I wouldn't get Mochi outside long enough to wear her out sufficiently, so when Steve suggested I take her to Petco (the pet store) I thought it was a great idea.  We wandered all over the store, met several other dogs, watched the ferrets play in their cages, and I picked out a squeaky toy for her to have once we got home.  I knew it was a gamble - there was a good chance the incessant squeaking would drive me crazy.  But it turns out it was pretty easy to tune out and it kept her occupied for several hours, until she killed the squeaker and now it's just another chew toy.  But it was a good distraction while it lasted!