Wen keeps us well-stocked with toys so that we have plenty of things to entertain us. We do tend to chew up our toys—even the ones for “power chewers,” so finding toys that will last is no doubt a challenge. Molly and I like squeaker toys and gators, of course. (We destroyed three gators in one day just last week.)
Plush toys are normally an issue because we “kill” them by first ripping them open and then pulling out the stuffing and the squeakers. Wen has to keep a close eye on us so that we don’t swallow any of these “innards.”
We had a real surprise though when Wen brought a giggling gator home. When you press on one of his legs (or chomp down on it), the gator giggles raucously. She made him giggle and all three Scotties tried to grab him at once. Molly and I played an intense game of tug-of-war with the gator and he would just giggle.
Wen was pleased because the gator drove us crazy and kept us occupied for a long time. We all had “free entertainment” for a while and as a bonus, nobody chewed him up. Simple pleasures, you know….
The giggling gator
Ha ha, Mr. Gator!
