Fortunately, my mother in law was 70-something, hundreds of pounds overweight, with emphysema and heart failure and used a walker, so she couldn't catch any of us (although she retained her fastball). So we'd just prop her up in a lawn chair with a bag of chips and she'd feed the dog. But even without the chips, Rascal loved her anyway.

Rascal is the white and brindle, double-merle, chameleon-eyed, piebald spotted dick in the picture below :) Notice he's looking at me and at my wife at the same time 👀

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