The original Toy Story came out when I was in 5th grade. My family and I went to see Andy pack up all of his toys and move to a new house just days before we did the same thing. I've always loved that movie, but the character of Sid--the little boy who mutilates toys and reattaches their body parts onto other toys--has always been deeply disturbing to me.
For years, I have bragged that I got the good dog. Barley has never destroyed a toy. We still have the very first toy I ever bought her almost 6 years ago. It has a few stitched spots where it started to come apart at the seams and despite being washed, it's a gross color now, but otherwise it's perfect. She's very gentle. I've teased my sister about how her dog reminds me of Sid. All of my nephew dog's toys are missing limbs.
I can't tease her anymore. Rye is the new Sid.
This puppy always has to be chewing on something. All. Day. Long. Thankfully, she's very good about only chewing on dog things, but the dog things are not going to last long at this rate.
|This guy lost an ear and a tail.|
|This football is holding up well so far.|
I've tried to find durable toys, but they do not make Rye-proof toys. She loves Benebones, but I worry about her chewing on hard things like that for too long. I might just be paranoid since Barley's gums bleed every time she uses hard chews and she hates non-edible chews anyway, so I'm not used to seeing a dog chew on them for long.
She uses her back teeth like little saws. She takes the edge, or an ear, or a tail, or a leg of a toy and just grinds her teeth back and forth until part of it comes off. I can hear her teeth scraping and it makes me cringe.
In a matter of minutes, I have to go and pull body parts out of her mouth. I collected quite a collection of tail tips, wings, and ears on the coffee table while my sister and I watched the new episodes of Gilmore Girls last weekend. One day, I went to campus and went to pull my office keys out of my pocket and pulled out the tail of her Thanksgiving turkey toy that I'd fished out of her mouth and shoved in there to keep her from following me to the trash can and trying to pull it out.
Most of the parts she's pulled off haven't left gaping holes, but I've had to stitch up a few where stuffing started oozing out.
We've been working on a new command, "give it," so Rye easily gives me the toys when she starts to destroy them. I've also been trying to give her chews or a more durable ball when I start hearing the teeth grinding instead of letting her keep chewing on the plush toys, so maybe one day when she realizes that chewing means the toys go away, she'll stop destroying them--but I think I might have my very own little Sid.
Do your dogs destroy toys? Have you trained them to be gentle with their toys?