I bought the kids a new toy (Blue Duck) today. Gave it to Diesel around 3pm. By 5:30, he had almost decapitated it.
But it was no worse for wear. Still in pretty good shape. He was being a brat and not lettin' anyone else close to it. Even put it next to his food dish while he ate. No one would bother it there!
After he ate, we played tug a war with it. During our play, the body of Blue Duck tore a little. That was the beginning of the end...
Pepper took over then. Her little terrier instincts were in full effect.
She must kill!
Destroy at all cost!
No stuffin' shall remain!
And she's so proud of herself. Mom, look, I killed it good!
Rest in peace Blue Duck. Crazy M is a tough place for a toy. Hold your nearly decapitated head up high, you served your purpose well.