Sandy Claws really came through for me this Christmas (and if you remember, I was just the teeniest bit worried. I had a few 'moments' in 2012 that sort of put me firmly on the Naughty List)
Here it is....3 weeks from the big day, and I still have a toy that I not only haven't totally destroyed, but that I love almost as much as I love my mom. (almost, not quite)
See that round plastic thing? (It has a top, too) It used to be the stomach of a bear or bunny or something that I ripped to pieces about 5 minutes after I got it. I think its flat unstuffed body is around here someplace.
Wait...here it is.
BUT---the tummmmy!!! WOW. What a treasure. Mom puts cookies in this thing, twists it shut, and I get to open it and.....EAT!
Gosh, I love this thing.
I love it even more when I get it opened.
My best time is 3 and a half minutes. (when I first started, it took me most of the day!!) I think that's pretty great. Mom looked up "dog intelligence"; I'm a cocker. They ranked me 20th. (Think you could unscrew this using only your mouth and hands stuck in mittens--no using those opposable thumbs!!!)
I'm going to rest here just a second. Then I'm going for under 3 minutes. (SO THERE!! Border Collie and German Shepherd. Just try breaking THAT record!!!)