I got some flowers from a guy (and his family) that Chris works with, when Izzy was born. It came with this cute white stuffed animal bear. When the flowers died, we kept the bear for Izzy. Chris put the bear on the counter in the kitchen. And then the dogs got it. We knew they had something, but we thought it was a rock (They often fight over rocks...because they are in limited supply in our back yard). And then we went outside and it looked like it snowed. (The worst part...the bear had one of the "bean" butts, so I had to pick up individual pieces of plastic that were strewn across the yard.)
The dogs ripped the bear apart as they struggled in the ages old fight for stuffed animal dominance.
Rai won, that time, but continued to fight the fight, as Eden is not one to lose easily.
And here, Eden has overcome her handicap (her front teeth were not made for such a fight...they were made for eating peanut butter)
And this is what the bear looked like after the struggle.
This shows the death blow. Clearly, his seams were not reinforced...he could not have forseen his demise.
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