Spike, who lives next door came round to visit yesterday. He found my stuffed pheasant and rather took to him. I was not amused!!! His owner said that Spike has been known to 'kill' toys so she rescued it for me. P then hid it in the spokes of the garden umbrella, not the best of hiding places, Spike had sussed it in no time and set up retrieval offensive. P found a better hiding place and Spike returned to happily playing with his ball. Whew!