Him Behind the Wheel visited a pet supermarket yesterday. Purchases included a dozen chewy bones, a squeaky joint of beef, a new dog-coat (very fetching, but needs changing for a bigger size!) two new doggy blankets (already purloined and much appreciated by herself,) and a chewy hide star to hang on the Christmas tree. The man is bonkers! A chewy toy hung on a festooned tree? I had visions of one little bundle of mischief – Misty Marshall – hurling herself at the said tree and demolishing it as she dragged the star off to her favourite chewing place (spare bed) with bits of tree, tinsel and lights a-trailing.
Thus she had an early Christmas present; it is now nearly chewed away and in bits. A great success in other words.