I was so excited yesterday. My order of new toys arrived. I had a fresh supply of squeeky tennis toys (well, squeeky till I rip a hole in them), a new rubber ball, AND a stuffed squeeky squirrel (lets call him SS) Because I am an expert chewer, Mom usually limits my toys to the nylabone variety. But SS was made for “tough” chewers and had no stuffing and replaceable squeekers so she thought it would be able to withstand my rigorous quality control measures. SS was a very special treat, and one that I love (and deserve) very much. I loved it so much, I wanted it to be special like me. So SS promptly became a 3-paw too! What better way to let him know how special he really is. Mom thought he was so special that he should have a seat on the kitchen counter.
Did somebody say squirrel?
Daisy & I aren’t allowed on the kitchen counter, so SS must be reeeeally special!
Wags & Woofs,
Ruby
Squirrel! 🙂
If you haven’t yet seen UP, ya gotta check it out.
You got the reference–gotta love Dug! I don’t think anyone in my family says squirrel the same way after seeing UP.
Thanks for the heads up! I hope to so not go anywhere near your pack. :-O
I don’t know what else to say except LOL!!!!
Oh please, please, please let Barney come to visit Ruby. At last, we may have a dog with the courage to put Barney out of all of our misery 😉
I vote for Killbarney’s next stop IS at your house!
WTH! Barney should have died already!
Rooting for blood, guts and gore,
Comet
Too funny Ruby!! 🙂 Jake also liked to dismember and de-gut every single stuffed toy or ball he ever got. Luckily for Barney, Wolfie is alot more gentler with his chewing… and Barney has been spared until the next visit on his tour!
Angel Jake and Wolfie’s Mom
Thanks for your votes of confidence that I could toast, er I mean host Barney. I would be honored to love him to pieces….
Wags,
Ruby
Jake’s mom–Jake sounds like he was my kind of guy. Chew big or don’t chew at all!