We never leave out our four legged friends! Our dog, Zoey, has volunteered to write special reviews for the last two years of 31 Days of Toy Terror and she enjoyed all of the kind remarks and praise she got. Zoey absolutely loves her stuffed toys and she carries them all around the house. She carries them, licks them, chews them a bit (though she is rather gentle), throws them around, and uses them like pillows. I once again again bribed her into writing another review by buying her a new Kong Wild Knots bear, which is her favorite type of you. She has seven or eight of these bears in different colors and they really do seem to be her preferred toys. Ready to read a (dog) toy review written by Zoey, our 7-year old Kelpie/ terrier rescue dog? Then read on!
[Editor's Note: Zoey is a very, very good dog, but she has never been the best speller. She also doesn't always use the correct words. While we've tried to work with her on this for the 5+ years we've had her, it seems that Zoey will forever talk the way she talks.
Hi. This Zoey. I dog. And I back again because it Howlween. How I know? I know because Krimstin and Girl start putting up fake punkins. Everywhere. Lots of punkins and other things that they tell me are decrations and not snacks or toys. Barbcue seem to think it Howlween all year long. He always wear punkin on head and sit round eating treats and watching movies he say scary. They not scary. Mailbox scary. Cars driving by scary. People other than family, Gram-Gram and Pap-Pap, and Girl's loud friend scary. But movies not scary. Bears not scary, either. They friends. And snacks. Mostly snacks. Bear is my favorite animal. I love bears. Barbecue tell me my dog food made from bear, but I think he make it up. Last month Barbcue sent picture of new purple Howlween to Krimstin and say he find at store. Krimstin say "Zoey spoiled. She have too many toys. She not need more bear."
But I get on phone and say "Want want. Please give. Thamks. I polite and cute and Barbcue spoil me. He bring home purple bear that look like skelton. He say it spooky, but it not look like mailbox or plastic bag blowing across yard. I think it look yummy. Snack! He hold it up and ask me if I want it. I say "Want want. Please give! Give! Want!" he throw it to me. It amazing! I call this purple bear Bone Bear. While I chewing, Barbcue say I have to write review. I think Bear was bribe. It OK. I telligent and litrate. I write review. Hit button to read more, pleeze. Thamks...