This picture is a little deceiving. These chewing dog ropes are much bigger than a softball but a tad smaller than a soccer ball. Anyway, Davey loves to chew on them. He'll get a section of rope loose and then use it to fling the ball into the air to practice catching it. He also loves to play tug of war with it. An average life span of the ball lasts about 3 weeks.
The balls are good fun and keep him occupied but they're kind of messy. I vacuum almost every day because in reality it looks like Davey got a hold of a Fraggle in the middle of the night and practiced tossing it around for a bit of good fun. Just in case you're not sure what a Fraggle looks like, here's an example:
Almost always the dead Fraggle is scattered across every inch of living room and hallway space and is in small 4 inch carefully separated pieces. It's kind of like waking up to find that every carpet fiber has been carefully decorated with Christmas tinsel.
Yesterday, I got lucky. This time the stringy wreckage was centrally located in my bedroom and I was able to catch him before his master decorating skills were eagerly employed.
1 comment:
Hilarious. Sisko does the same thing with his rope too. :)
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