Here is a picture of Coco and her favorite toy, her stuffed hedge hog. I think that I've said earlier that Coco is the great destroyer of all things stuffed. I really can't stress enough how confused we are that she has chosen this toy out of the myriad of others to not destroy.
The only thing I can think of is that there was one like it at her foster house that was in a basket with all the other shared dog toys, and I think that Coco always coveted it. That or it's just plain cute. She does really well with AKC toys or with fleecy ones, but eventually they all meet the same fluffy death. Today was really cute. Miguel was asleep, and we came in from her morning walk. As soon as I unclipped her she raced off to the bedroom, slammed herself into the door to open it, grabbed her hedge hog from where she had been sleeping, and she came tearing out of the bedroom squeaking it as she went. It was beyond hilarious, made even more so by the fact that she wanted to wake up Miguel to play. Here's to you, Coco, and here's to hedge hog.
The only thing I can think of is that there was one like it at her foster house that was in a basket with all the other shared dog toys, and I think that Coco always coveted it. That or it's just plain cute. She does really well with AKC toys or with fleecy ones, but eventually they all meet the same fluffy death. Today was really cute. Miguel was asleep, and we came in from her morning walk. As soon as I unclipped her she raced off to the bedroom, slammed herself into the door to open it, grabbed her hedge hog from where she had been sleeping, and she came tearing out of the bedroom squeaking it as she went. It was beyond hilarious, made even more so by the fact that she wanted to wake up Miguel to play. Here's to you, Coco, and here's to hedge hog.