By Three days of rain. Three days of coaxing/coercing the dogs to go outside and hurry up with their business. Three days of inactivity...not a good situation for Jack Russells.
I picked up stuffed animals for the dogs to maul (something I usually reserve for the snowy, boring wintertime). We've learned to buy two of the same thing, so there won't be as much squabbling. Squeakers are mandatory. Squeakers in hedgehogs are special.
Buzz quickly opens a seam and extracts the stuffing...then the squeaker bladder, which is in the lower right corner of this picture.
Pick up the squeaker bladder...
go join Mom and Jackie...
position the bladder to seize the little, prized squeaker reed...
spit out the neutralized reed and look around for something else to do...like steal Jackie's hedgehog when she isn't looking.
This is fantastic. Graham is very jealous. He had squeakers taken away from him long ago, due to his bad habit of eating them once removed from the stuffed animal carcass. Squeakers = fun, til they're stuck in your intestines.