My friend, Debbie, decided that Ted couldn't be deprived this holiday season (he suffers so), so she sent us a package that included both Ted treats and a toy. While I've put his treats aside to give him gradually, I figured he could have a great time demoing the toy as part of his build-up to Christmas (I unpacked the box on the 23rd). The following series of pictures were taken as he took apart the lovely, foot-long toy over a period of about 15-20 minutes. And I thought Dandy had been the leader of the demo derby! (For those of you who are more into video, I've inserted a couple of short ones where appropriate in the trail of destruction.)
Doesn't he look so delicate? As you can see below, that impression was ruined in about two minutes.
Pretty soon after this Ted managed to get the first squeaker out, which is basically his goal when demolishing a toy. Of course, he then wants to demolish the squeaker. Since I have images of very expensive GI surgery, here's where it gets interesting.
Me confiscating the squeaker was not the end of it all, by no means. Demo continued.
BTW, the lovely blanket he has there is the one the staff provided for him when they found out he'd hurt his leg. Wouldn't want him to sleep on hard cement floors or anything, so he has a duvet both in his crate and on the floor in front of the couch.
Back to the eviscerating of the poor stuffed toy.
After about 5 minutes of this, I discovered why the stinker was still so interested in the toy: it had TWO squeakers, not just one. You can hear my response to that discovery, and let me apologize in advance.
Finally, after all of 20 minutes, Ted had exhausted himself, but he left his tell-tale trail of destruction behind him. (Look for all the puffs of cotton and the green fuzz on what was once a clean floor.)
May we all get such enjoyment out of Christmas!