All appendages crossed for the best possible outcome, Tep.

For everyone. And nice that Chloe's bequest will help out the other pooch.

And nice that Chloe's bequest will help out the other pooch.

We had checked with other friends with older dogs who we thought might be eating that brand, but they weren't, so we didn't have anyone we could give it to. We kept intending to donate it to a shelter (if they would take an open bag), but because we are procrastinators, we obviously did not.

So it turns out okay, since we can feed Guest Dog without any new financial outlay on our part (and we want to feed her well, because any pet in our care is going to be treated well; we also gave her a rope tug toy [which I'm beginning to think is the PS2 of the canine world]).

we also gave her a rope tug toy [which I'm beginning to think is the PS2 of the canine world]).

New dog Pico's favorite toy? Dryer sheets. She tosses and pounces on them and is just generally the cutest thing ever.

I so hope Tim's ex's son can soon be my state's problem.

(Tentative) good news, Teppy!

Serendipity, for sure.

Our shelter does take open bags, but if the opportunity ever arises again, it would be good to ask.

So it turns out okay, since we can feed Guest Dog without any new financial outlay on our part (and we want to feed her well, because any pet in our care is going to be treated well; we also gave her a rope tug toy [which I'm beginning to think is the PS2 of the canine world]).

All to the good! And the PS2 thing totally cracked me up.

It's like that old email that goes around every now and then...A dog's thoughts...A rope toy, MY FAVORITE THING!

Bartleby's favorite toy is a stuffed Eeyore with a huge head. In about 5 years, he's never 'killed' Eeyore...unlike most other stuffed toys, which die ignominious deaths in a matter of days.

Speaking of that, I really need to do some mending on Eeyore. He's busted a few seams.

That's the other awesome thing about dogs. I take some sadly deflated toy...say his former favorite duck...restuff it with the batting from a hedgehog whose gut rip is beyond repair...and then add the voicebox from a cow that was cute in life, but ickily groady in death. Then you guessed it, the new hybrid (cost free) toy becomes HIS FAVORITE THING!

Makes me feel like a good 'mom' while saving money and resources.

Bartleby's favorite toy is a stuffed Eeyore with a huge head. In about 5 years, he's never 'killed' Eeyore...unlike most other stuffed toys, which die ignominious deaths in a matter of days.

Kato is the only dog I've met who doesn't destroy his toys. He has a teddy bear that's over 3 years old whose squeaker still works.

Fingers crossed that everything works out smoothly, Steph.

Kato is the only dog I've met who doesn't destroy his toys. He has a teddy bear that's over 3 years old whose squeaker still works.

Call the Guinness Book of World Records. Seriously. I've never met a big dog that didn't killkillkill the squeaker.

But, you know, Bartleby uses Eeyore's squeaker strategically. This is no doubt why it has survived.

He nabs it out of the toy pile, sneaks up behind my office chair and gives it a hardy squeak. This almost always inspires me to action. Other squeakers are not as effective, so he just annihilates them. Huh. Never made that connection before. Heh.

Mr Peabody sees a squeaker as a personal offense that must be killed immediately. He will occasionally sort through his basket of misfit toys and pull out one to meditatively work on removing the rest of the stuffing.

to meditatively work on removing the rest of the stuffing.

It really does seem meditative...though I don't think Bartleby has ever left a job undone like that. He's pretty much an all-out kind of guy, stuffing-wise.