It’s high time I got a new toy. I’ve been good, right? Good enough, anyway. And yet, I’ve gotten no new toy since I silenced my last Mushabellie on my birthday back in February. That’s an eternity in dog years! So I was due. And thanks to my pal Charlie, I got one. Charlie got it for me, his favorite Seattle Dog, because this toy is the only one his dog Logan, a Jack Russell terrier, has not been able to destroy.
With that recommendation, I was anxious to put the new toy to the test.
Cow
It is officially a Charming Pet Tennis Head Cow, and on some websites it’s listed as Out of Stock or a Manufacturer’s Discontinued item, which does not bode well for the future of its breed. It figures; the one model from this manufacturer that I heartily endorse is the one about to become extinct, or at the least an eBay-auction rarity. And that’s too bad: While I haven’t been able to destroy it or even silence its squeak so far, eventually I’m going to need another one, and I don’t want to be forced to mortgage my retirement dog house to get it. I guess I can always just switch to another model.
Initially I thought about giving this new toy a bovine name like Bossie or Elsie, but I have elected to just call it Cow. Mike told me he has a friend from college known as Cow, and what a great guy he is. That sounded good to me…and to my Cow, who is suitably honored.
From the outset, Cow has given Wiffie a good run for my attention. After my initial curiosity wore off, I have thankfully backed away from nonstop squeaking of Cow, but I pay attention to him every day. Right now, breakfast, dinner, snacks, marrow bones, Frozen PBBs , sleeping and walks all rank higher on my food chain than Cow, but I do enjoy chasing and throttling Cow as well. I don’t need to squeeze him in my mouth every second….
…only when I feel like it. Thanks, Charlie.
Wow Charlie and Logan, Cow is great toy according to Chloe’s tail action. Cheers to the good life, a dog’s life.
Its a treat to watch Chloe playing with cow. 🙂