Squeak Attack

The remnant

So Jenny likes squeaky toys. Really, she likes anything that fits in her mouth that she can chew on. Two weeks ago she started shredding one of her plush toys. The dismembered parts were collected and given a proper burial in the trash. Sandy replaced it a few days later with a  KONG^® plush squeak toy.

It lasted about a day. Within minutes of receiving it, she was licking and tugging on the tail. Sounds of cloth ripping prompted me to distract her attention from it. The plush pink puppy lasted one more day. Sandy witnessed the horror and shared the account with me.

In a moment of savagery, the tail was pulled back, stuffing was strewn about, and the squeaking mechanism was removed. Sandy removed the loose stuffing and closed the wound. The pink plush puppy is still among us, but it is less than it used to be.

We decided we could no longer sacrifice plush toys to The Destroyer, so I went out Saturday and bought some plastic/rubber squeak toys which were marked down considerably for Christmas. She played with one a little, occasionally squeaking it, but mostly holding it. I have yet to see any damage done.

That evening, Sandy went shopping and returned with a  ChuckIt!^® ball, the Ultimate Squeaker. You may remember that Jenny LOVES to fetch balls. It quickly became her favorite toy as she chewed and squeaked and chased to her heart’s content. We feared she would chew it throughout the night, causing much disruption to our silent night. Gratefully, there was a reprieve, and the night passed without the tiniest of squeaks.

Sunday afternoon, as I waited for lunch, I picked up the Squeaker and squeezed it. Nothing. No squeak, whether full or partial, was heard. I shook the ball and heard something bouncing around inside. The Destroyer struck again, rendering it silent.