Birdie’s Back . . .
Today’s a great day for a hunt. I like to hunt. Do you like to hunt? I like to hunt leezards and tweeties and kitty cats and squirrels. Don’t worry. I never catch anything. Except Earl the Squirrel, because Earl never runs. Happy Saturday!
Tallulah’s Turn . . .
You know how when you find the perfect toy, you just want to shout to the world to let everyone know how perfect it is? Well, this is me shouting, and I’m telling you that Ollie the Octopus is perfection. Ollie came to live with us more than a year ago. He still squeaks . . .
. . . and he’s never ripped. He has eight legs. Wait, what’s that? My research staff (aka Mommy) tells me that these appendages on an octopus are called arms. Arms, legs, whatever. I just know that Birdie likes to grab one arm, I like to grab another, and then we like to see if we can rip Ollie right down the middle. No luck. Ollie is still in one piece.
Now I know that I’m not the only toy-destroying dog and that everyone out there is looking for toys that can survive their dog’s jaws of death, so I turned to my research staff (again, that’s my mommy) to find out who makes Ollie the Octopus. She thinks it’s a company called Tufflove, but she can’t find a website. She does remember that she bought Ollie at a Petco. Clearly, we’re not getting paid for this recommendation. If we were, we could hire a better research staff.
Birdie’s Back . . .
Hello, my name is Birdie Blue and I’m ball obsessed. There, I said it. Now everyone knows. This is Red Ball. There used to be an Orange Ball, and before that another Orange Ball, but I’d rather not talk about what happened to them. You understand.
This ball is made by Kong (again, not a paid ad, just a recommendation) and it passes the Birdie test, which is a really challenging test. I love nothing more than trying to sink my teeth into a really good rubber ball. Maybe that’s not exactly true. I love nothing more than pestering my humans to get Red Ball down from its safe perch, which is just out of my reach, so I can play with it. Ok, I also love making my humans throw Red Ball to me over and over and over again.
There might be two things I love even more than all of those other things. I love rolling Red Ball out of the gate as people walk by on the sidewalk so that they’re forced to play with me. And I love rolling Red Ball outside of the gate when no one’s around so that my humans have to go get it for me. Humans make the best retrievers.
Tallulah’s Turn . . .
Mondays can be really ruff, so it helps to have a super tough friend by your side. Meet Drago the Dragon, one of the toughest toys in our toy basket. He’s named after an area restaurant famous for their charbroiled oysters. Obviously, I can’t vouch for the oysters, but I can vouch for Drago the Dragon.
Drago joined our family this past Christmas and, since then, he’s brought uninterrupted daily joy. He hasn’t once been banished to the Land of Forbidden Toys or admitted to Squeaky Toy Hospital. Drago is a warrior. He’s made by a company called goDog, which, it turns out, also makes Furballz like Pearl the Purple Thing. (Time for a word from our editor, aka Mommy: This is not a paid ad for goDog. Tallulah and Birdie have absolutely no desire to work for a living. You did see Tallulah lounging on that chair, right?)
Still wondering how tough Drago really is? If he can survive a sister tug-of-war day after day after day without a single rip and still squeak, I think he can make it through practically anything.
Hey, Birdie Blue here. I’m new to this whole blogging thing, so you’ll have to bear with me. Before I introduce the toy of the day, allow me to introduce myself. I joined the family in January 2021. I guess you could say I was a COVID puppy, but I was actually in the plans for a while. Tallulah’s sister, SoBe, is my mother, so that makes Tallulah my aunt and my sister, kind of. Only in the South, haha. My registered name is ParishLine’s That Tweet Chick is Trending, but you can call me Birdie…or The Bird…or Big Bird…or Little Bird…or, well, you get the idea. I loved Harper Lee very, very much. We used to play together all the time. I sort of worshipped her. Tallulah didn’t want to have much to do with me, and I gave Tallulah her space. I guess sisters can be that way sometimes. Things changed after Harper Lee crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Tallulah and I have become inseparable. Our humans call us the Bobbsey Twins. We play, and play, and play. I like to snuggle up next to Tallulah, and she’s ok with that. We both miss Harper Lee extremely, but I’m thankful to have Tallulah, and I think she’s thankful to have me. Enough of that. On to the Toy of the Day introduction.
Remember yesterday, when Tallulah told you that our toys have names? That’s not true in this case, but, as Mr. William Shakespeare once said, “That which we call a rose / By any other name would smell as sweet.” Kind of blew your mind with my literary knowledge, huh? These roses were a gift from a couple of handsome Golden boys who run Geaux Fideaux, the place where we get our bandanas. Full disclosure, there used to be three roses, but Tallulah destroyed the pink one. She’s like that. Also, to all those people who ask our humans, “Do your dogs shed?” Yes, we do, all over the place and all the time, so please excuse all the dog hair on these roses. Have you seen “The Bachelor” and “The Bachelorette” on tv? You know how sometimes those women practically fight each other to get a rose from the bachelor? Tallulah and I can be a lot like that with these roses. Who doesn’t want to be the girl who gets the rose? Better yet, who doesn’t want to be the girl in charge, the one who’s handing out the roses?
So, will you accept this rose, Golden Retriever hair and all?
Happy October 1! Every day this month, Tallulah Bee and Birdie Blue will introduce you to their toys. (We could probably do this until the end of the year and not repeat a single toy.) Tallulah will start the introductions.
Tallulah: “This is Pearl the Purple Thing. You’ll notice our toys have names. Anyway, Pearl is a very special toy because she was a birthday gift to Harper Lee many years ago from one of our dearest Golden Retriever friends. That means she spent a lot of time in the Land of Forbidden Toys, also known as a cabinet in the utility room, and only Harper Lee got to play with her. Apparently, Birdie and I have a destructive streak. Pearl came out of the cabinet last weekend, and Birdie and I absolutely cannot get enough of her. So far, she’s unscathed.
“Birdie even invited her to join us on the balcony this morning. Pretty sure Pearl the Purple Thing enjoyed the view.”
. . . on a bluff in St. Francisville, Louisiana, overlooking the mighty Mississippi River, St. Francis of Assisi–the patron saint of animals–focused a ray of light on Tallulah Bee and me. Such a perfect end to this Christmas season.
. . . Tallulah and I welcomed Mr. Sunshine and Miss Blue Sky back into our lives. It seems we’ve had nothing but clouds, fog, and rain since Christmas, so you cannot begin to imagine how happy this day makes us.
Wishing you sunny skies and wide open fields. 🙂
. . . I took a little couch snooze. Getting to sleep on the couch is sort of a big deal. I know I can’t get on the couch until my blanket is spread out. And then I have to wait for a human to lift me up. For some odd reason I’m under the impression that I’m incapable of jumping up on my own. Don’t ask me to explain, because I can’t. But once on the couch, I’m in heaven. My body sinks into the cushion, I put my head on the pillow, and I’m out like a light. Couch snoozes are the best. I’m hoping for a lot of them in 2019.
What special indulgence are you looking forward to enjoying in 2019?