Dog toys do not last very long around this house because Bucky has a habit of deboweling them: you find puffy white entrails, the chewed and now inoperable squeaker, and the deflated husk of a toy about 24 hours after giving it him.
The Pony was different. D fixed it when we brought it home because a seam was weak. Bucky received it during the hurricane (Rita) and only just the other day was it dead. He even learned to go "get The Pony". First a hoof came off. Then another. Then a few of the five squeakers in it were found. Then the entrails: Puffy white stuff all over. Then more. And more. No joke, there must have been 3 cubic yards of this shit in it! Finally, I found it decapitated the other day. Oh well, so much for The Pony. We're on to the pumkin now.
16 October 2005
dog toys
The Pony is Dead. Long live The Pumkin.