"I woke up in the middle of the night," said my dad, "And I heard a noise in the living room. I thought to myself, 'there's someone trying to get in the window!'"
"So I took my cane like this," he said, demonstrating the classic baseball bat pose, "And I went into the living room real quiet."
He tottered a bit as he said this because he was still holding his cane up over his shoulder.
"And there was Ray, shoving around his toy," added dad, laughing so hard that he could hardly stay on his feet.
"His treat ball?" I asked incredulous.
"Yes," replied dad, laughing harder, "I guess he was hungry and just wanted a midnight snack."