JoJo and the Hippo

In preparation for the Dock Dogs contest tomorrow, Marshall and I purchased JoJo a new toy today - a squeaky Hippo. It is amazing the amount of fun a dog can have with a toy that squeaks. JoJo usually loves the squeaker so much she becomes obsessed with it until she finally gets to it and tears it out. Then of course it no longer squeaks and she becomes disinterested in it. Eventually she will resume playing with the now desqueaked toy until she tears every last tuff of stuffing out of it and the toy is deflated. For this reason, we buy only the extra durable toy that will last a few months as opposed to a few hours. And so enters the pink Hippo into JoJo's life.

Oh the joy! Poor Buster didn't stand a chance to play with the toy. If he so much as sniffed at it on the floor, JoJo swooped in and stole it from right underneath his nose. It brought a smile on our face to watch JoJo get hours and hours of enjoyment out of her new toy today. She carried it every where she went. At one point she carried it into the nursery and left it there. I found it when I went in to sit down and write in my journal to Nolan. JoJo followed me into the nursery and must have just then remembered she had brought it into the nursery for she immediately pounced on it and began squeaking away. She must have decided she shared it enough with Nolan for when I left the nursery JoJo and the Hippo followed me back to the living room.



I sometimes wonder what I would do if I didn't have the entertainment and company that my dogs provide. They are certainly going to be valuable assets when Marshall goes back to work in Charleston, SC, and I'm left in this very empty house by myself. A house that would be much more empty without the patter of my dogs' feet, their insistent barking and the squeak, squeak of the Hippo.