Duckie, we hardly knew ye. Ye shall be missed.
You came into our lives just a few days ago. You were eviscerated in your first day of play as Trixie took a liking to you immediately. She flung you about as she romped through the house eager to show you to Gus. A short duck tug-o-war ensued and you spilled your white fluffy guts across the floor. Your squeak box was exposed and silenced in a instant.
Not one to give up easily, you, with your deflated body, endured more teeth and tugging and being tossed into the air to see if you could fly, than any ordinary duck could endure. Yet you did endure… like a champ. That is… until you were beheaded in a savage act by a playful canine. She didn’t mean to decapitate you. She was just playing. Playing sometimes leads to unfortunate accidents. But…. Now you’re two toys! Two toys from one!
I remember seeing you for the first time, hanging from a tiny plastic string from a hook in the Walmart pet department. For some reason you stood out more than the other stuffed weenies, plastic cheeseburgers, balls and phony bones. Your big bright eyes called out to me, “Take me home”. You were just six dollars and you looked so rugged. I was searching for someone just like you as I knew Trixie wanted to play… and play hard. You and Gus would have lived comfortably and quietly for years and years. You would never have to squeak at all unless Gus accidentally stepped on your belly. But Trixie wouldn’t allow that. She knew you had a squeak box and she wanted to hear you sing. You sang loudly as she played your squeak box for a short while that first day.
Be comforted in knowing that your short life here made Trixie very happy. You will be missed.
Oh, Trixie still plays with your head. I hope that’s OK.
But but but….how can you blame Trixie for these atrocious acts? She looks soooo innocent.
Crazy! Our dog chewed up the exact same dog last night. Crazy coincidence.
It’s all fun & games till somebody looses a squeeker.
My dogs disembowel every single toy they get, then they play with the flat empty skin. Little savages!!! 🙂 (I am just glad my dogs are not the only ones who do this stuff!!!)
My schnauzzer did the same thing to a toy just like yours. I ended buying another one… and another one… and another one… I think the vet brings more to the store just to keep me supplied XD
i went through several of those with my pupper, one of her favorites too…now she’s just switched up to the real things… :/
You will probably find some interesting colored threads in the dog’s feces for a day or so. My Lab ate most of a hard plastic purple toy and pooped rainbows for three days…
She doesn’t seem to eat it, just tear it up…. but time will tell.
My girlfriends dog just did the same thing to the exact same duck! It lasted longer than most stuffed toys, though.
Her dog looks just like Gus.
Wow– (and this is proof people) my dad is the best eulogist (?) EVER!
LOL @ Krisgo. (That one was fun to create.)
I agree. That was well written. Jonco, you should have a blog.
Maybe you should get her hard toys instead of plushies. She’ll just eviscerate all the plushies and you’d be left with the mess. 😛 She does look happy, though!
Save the rope out of the duck. Any dogs we had loved tugging on and fetching rope about that size and knotted on the ends like that.
Kiki does the same thing to her plush toys. Ive spent a fortune trying to find a toy that will last longer then a few days and the AKC (Target has these) and Dr Noys(made by Kong) brands seem to hold up the longest.
I did get a plush rabbit toy from Wal Mart that has now lasted over 4 months. Guess what…they no longer sell that brand! Half the fur is missing and it took a month for her to chew the tag off but there isn’t a torn seam or hole anywhere.
Ebay has lots of great plush dog toys for aggressive chewers too.
BTW, Trixie is a doll! She and Gus look so happy together.
Krisgo and her old man ROCK. Without Pat and the dogs though, this comment would not be possible.
KLAW, that’s Patn… (like J-Walk’s Pamn).
Oh, like the general. She does keep you in line, just kidding Patn.
Oh, that Trixie! I have one much like her – Dobby. He is the destroyer of all squeaky toys!