Tucker, along with many other dogs, have a knack for finding any toy’s weakness immediately. An obvious weakness is any appendage. Much like a herd, there is safety in grouping together and anything dangling off on the fringes is sure to be picked off within seconds. So, with that in mind, I chose Truman the Owl. (All of their animals have names.)
Truman went with us from Georgia, to Louisiana, to Oregon, and to our own home state of California in the past ten months. It’s been a trusty little fella that Tucker enjoys—until I ask him to play nicely with it. He does so for brief spells, but the entire time he’s fighting the urge to hold it down with his two front paws and rip a wing off it (which he came close to doing.)
With Christmas around the corner, I felt it was time for a new Truman. Fluff & Tuff are supposed to be machine-washable, but I haven’t tried. With the few wounds on its exterior, I was worried I’d end up with stuffing in the washing machine hoses by the end of it. Looking at the before and after, I see now a wash might have been appropriate long ago.