Forget about squeaker balls and Kongs... our packs would kill for a piece of duck! And it doesn't have to be the real deal... just a stuffed plush animal that squeaks. Chooey has two of them.
|This is Ducky 1 being taught how to potty in the news paper potty area.|
Last June, my sister's sons decided to bring the pack some really special toys. This All for Paws Mallard Dog Toy is still one of Chooey's most prized possesion. She squeaks it to death. And when we play the hunting game, I toss it up in the air for her to pick up like a super skilled retriever.
|This is how it looked like back when it was still BRAND NEW!|
Guess how many times this Mallard plush toy's been torn and sewn?
So our question is, who actually chooses the toys? Is it really the dogs? Or is it the mom and dad?