Otto is REALLY good at removing squeakers from toys. If he doesn’t do it the moment he gets his little paws on a new one, it will happen. It’s just a matter of when.
Last night a friend came by for dinner. As it was raining all day and he’d been stuck indoors with his dog, Jake, he brought Jake along for some R&R with Otto.
After much trading of toys, guarding of bones, and competing for chewies Otto normally ignores, my friend and Jake left. They left behind a small red squeaking ball. Otto of course found it.
This afternoon Otto ran about the house squeaking it constantly. This evening, when I went to throw it for him, the squeaker no longer squeaked. It just rattles around inside the ball, a dead piece of plastic.
Somehow Otto managed to disable the squeaker without the usual shredding and body parts. A sort of laparoscopic squeakectomy. I’ve called him the surgeon before when he’s dismembered some stuffed critter; I guess he’s upgraded his skills.
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Our dog also knows how to laparoscopically remove a squeak device from a toy. We refer to it as a squeakroscopic surgical canine incision. Being one with too much experience with abdominal surgery, I appreciate a dog that can so deftly desqueak a toy with the undivided attention usually allotted to religious zealots.
Here is to upgrading one’s skills, living life to the best of one’s abilities, and dogs not peeing inside.
a squeakroscopic surgical canine incision…
Wow. That’s an even better description than my own.
Maybe our own surgeons should study their techniques!
Best to you,
Ed