My mom bought a toy years ago for my dog Mollie that looked like a chicken with a super long neck. When you pressed it, a variety of squawks would go on for minutes at a time. She loved it so much that I had to repair it over and over through the years.
The puppies came along and loved it as well, chewing and pulling and dragging it all over the house. A few days ago, Oscar decapitated the chicken, so I cut off the torn edges and sewed it back together one more time. Within minutes the results were disastrous.
A picture is worth a thousand words. Sometimes when something has been torn apart too many times, you finally have to toss it in the trash. Guess I’ll go shopping for a new toy for Oscar tomorrow. Something with a very tough neck or none at all.