16 October 2005

dog toys

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.


The Pony is Dead. Long live The Pumkin.