As far as dog toys go, I decided a long time ago that there are toys and there are TOYS! I’m not normally a huge fan of dog toys, but there is one exception that really keeps me entertained.
Yes, I love a plush bottle-shaped toy that has a plastic bottle inside for me to crunch on. Every time that Wen brings one home, I’m the first one to grab it. Molly and Sadie don’t have a chance to play with a bottle toy, because I will claim it and guard it with my life. All bottle toys become my property and I crunch on them until I have destroyed the plastic bottles inside as well as their plush coverings and Wen has to confiscate them and throw them in the trash so that none of us Scotties can eat any pieces.
My sisters can have their plush squeaky toys and their hard plastic and rubber toys. Give me a bottle toy to crunch any time. Like I said, there are toys and there are TOYS!
