The people over at the Kong company asked us if we would like to receive some of their new toys for free and write a review. New toys? For free? Sure!
So a few days ago we got these three kind of stuffie rope toy fun time things in the mail.
PeeWee was sort of interested in them at first.
But he only chased one once. Very UnPeeWeelike.
I agreed to give them a go...
But after sampling all three found none of them to be worthy of my large and not just playing with any old toy attentions.
In no time at all, all three of them lay abandoned upon my estate lawn.
Sorry, Kong people, but PeeWee and I are going to give a big paws down on these. They weren't fun to chase, the squeaker was too hard to find and they didn't really even make good nommy toys. In fact, after about two minutes, we walked away from all three (which is kind of unusual).
Not to say I wasn't in the mood for playtime because after I just said no to the new kong toys, momma brought ALL of my outside toys to the deck to let me refresh my playtime palette by choosing my most favorite.
Enough for both of us, don't you think? Besides, no worries. Stupid PeeWee will go for the giant tennis ball. Just watch.
Much to my consternation, the little black devil dog leapt from the deck in a blur, most suspiciously leaving behind the giant tennis ball. Where is my bestest toy?
Finally, I reluctantly admitted that the squirt must have absconded with MY most funnest playtime happy making toy ever.
Can you believe it?
Yes, friends, because the truth is that out of that entire pile of objects, the one that Mango loves the most is his cow milker thingie from Honey!
Now Honey was thoughtful enough to send us TWO, but somehow whilst I was otherwise occupied, Captain Sheds a Lot had taken BOTH of them!
Then he hid one!
Thanks to my most large and sniffing out nommy things snooter I was able to locate a cow milky thingie for myself and settle down for some good times.
Now THIS is FUN!
Who knew? But these things are great! You can play tug with them, throw them for idiot retrieving dogs, and munch on them.
Honey sent them to us from New Zealand and I think that is the only place where you can get them. I do believe that they are discards from cow milking places and were once attached to cow, er, um, teats. Cough.
Personally, I don't care what their origin is (I eat bully sticks for goodness sake), I am just happy to have two, um, one, all for ME!
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. Momma says she has been "playing ketchup" lately and that is why I have had trouble getting to all your blogs. Maybe if she stopped messing about with condiments and focused on important things we could do a better job. Just a thought.