Awhile ago, I told you about Bonnie and Clyde, the Corgis that wouldn't stop herding me. Well now I am here to tell you about Emma, the master ball thief. Mom was playing ball with Rosy and I. We each had our own balls and were perfectly happy. But then Emma came along. She had her own ball but insisted on stealing mine and Rosy's each time we dropped them in front of Mom! What is it with Corgis?