This soccer ball squeaky toy lasted years longer than any other puppy toy in this house. Possibly because Mia was Chief Toy Deconstructionist, and it was always Elvis who was more interested in this one. She would occasionally make a show of nicking it off him. Then she would lie on her back with the toy in her mouth, lazily biting it to make it squeak, while Elvis jumped around barking madly at her.
Mostly it was Elvis who liked to chase it and pounce on it like it was alive, eventually settling down for a good squeaking session. But one day last week, Mia finally got her teeth well into it, and that was that. I'm keeping an eye out for another one.
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