Stuffed toys are to my dog like chocolate is to some people. When she knows it’s somewhere near, she
has to have it. And once it’s in her mouth, she has to destroy it.
Like a typical Golden Retriever, Tasha first holds a stuffed toy with a “soft mouth.” This breed usually holds their prey tightly, but without too much pressure, so as not to actually pierce it. Sometimes they even drop what’s in their mouth.
Not my dog. No matter how big or small the stuffed toy, it doesn’t take Tasha long to get a good grip and start ripping it apart. She’s like a dog maniac on a short-lived mission.
I’ve tried hiding these fuzzy teddy bears, rabbits, and balls, but she can smell them. I wonder what stuffing must smell like.
I’m always tempted to buy yet another one of these toys when I buy food at the pet store. I know it makes Tasha happy, and she’s as spoiled as they come. But because they’re gone in under ten minutes, I try and scout them out at thrift stores where they are considerably cheaper. They might be a little worn in some cases, but at least they are whole and ready to rip apart.
I hate to think of what Tasha would do if she ever did find a small animal that’s slow enough to for her to catch. It hasn’t happened yet, and I just hope it’s never a temptation.
