Tosca's Worldwide Stuffy Destruction Tour 2009-2010

On Monday, I set my personal record for stuffy incision and partial cosmetic surgery: 15 minutes on a talking hedgehog from Bed Bath and Beyond (not recommended if you're a doggie that was meant to take foxes apart!). But as luck would have it, a friend of my grandhomie's gave me some gifts! That nice purple blanket (though it looks a little blueish here) and a little bear (in my mouth below).

I ripped the little string off it pretty quickly, so the homes is taking it away for the time being. Instead we played my favorite game: kill the skunk. We tried to give you a homie's-eye-view of this game, but I don't think it really conveys the horror of playing kill-the-[some kind of prey] with a Lakeland Terrier.

Have you guys ever played with Skineez no-stuffing toys? My homie is pleasantly surprised with how long mine has lasted. And while I'm frustrated to the very center of my being with the fact that I have not killed it yet, it's lovely to shake to death—to try to shake to death—reminds me of my little skunk encounter. Anyways, we have been playing tug (and I don't think it's a tug toy!) with it almost daily for like, the last 2 or 3 weeks, and it's still in good shape. Ok, so the squeakers are goners, but what can you expect with a killing machine like me?

Homie-cam!

I usually get really into kill-the-[prey] but a big box of lobster was definitely enough to distract me.

Best holiday wishes to you all! Hopefully I'll have some Christmasy pictures to post soon...