I've heard that a dog can be called a happy dog if he plays by himself with his toys....
I must have the happiest dog in the world because he spent at least two hours this evening entertaining himself with his plethora of toys...
Tossing his ball
Throwing his tug-a-jug down the stairs (he put a dent in the wall)
Destroying his hide-a-treat football
Ripping his rope toy
Chewing his bone
Swinging his ball on a rope back and forth
Gnawing on his hurley
Nosing his huck around the carpet
Oh, how I love my Chicken McGee!
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