Did you know when you’re sailing the Exuma Islands there aren’t stores to buy dog toys?
Well, I found out the hard way.
I’m playing with my favourite toy, minding my own business having a good chew – and lots of squeaking by the toy, so I think it’s having fun too.
Then, oh oh. The seam rips. All the stuffing comes out. I don’t know how that part happened. I seem to have blacked out. The toy is ruined.
I show Kristina and wag my tail to tell her it was an accident.
She smiles and says, ” Well that’s the last of the toys.”
“What? Last of the toys. Can’t you buy me a new one?” I bark.
She shakes her head sadly. “There are no stores here.”
I had the realization that we’re not in Canada anymore. The question is, should I chew Kristina’s flip flop instead?
6 thoughts on “Farley’s Friday: Dog Toys Can’t Be Replaced?”
Dear Kristina and Farley,
I hope you are able to find a new toy soon. Farley, I do not recommend chewing on Kristina’s flip flops. However, she may find you something to chew on.
She did, she did. I think it was the threat of chewing her flip flops that worked. She only has one pair and I guess she likes them. Woof Woof.
Poor Farley! Hope you end up in a place with a store soon 🙂
Christmas came (okay a little late because Kristina forgets where she hides thing) and so did a surprise of for me.
Farely, I stopped giving Fred sqeaking toys because they…. died…. very quickly. Seems you feel the same way about squeaks.
Woof woof. I like to make my toys squeak at 3am. My humans don’t find this too funny 🙂 I just wish they’d last longer – the squeaks, not my humans. My humans seem to be doing fine.