My dog Bear left me a present. No, not that kind. He killed the squeaky toy and left the part that makes noise intact.
Now I don't have to shop for one of those toy pork-chops to squeak around trying to find the ferrets. And, I've been using the squeak and ferrevite to teach Quito and Fausto to come when I need them.
Quito is a climber. Often times I find myself nose-to-nose with this guy. This morning I used the squeak to summon the ferrets. And I hear the dreaded noise from behind the dryer. 'Gawd - how am I going to get him out?" but being a climber he made it up. (I do have to keep that laundry room door closed, but that's where the kitty litter is kept)
I hate to think how long I would have looked for him if he didn't really want to be found.
If you need your pet toy killed, send it to me and I will give it to Bear, so that you to can have the squeaky part left.