Simon found his very own Wilson!
So, it’s been almost two months since my last review of the red rubber three-pronged toy from SPOT. Why so long you ask? Well, things have been happening recently, see Rosee’s hives, Rosee’s broken toe. Honestly, the past two months have just been pretty hectic and full of all other types of excitement that playing with the SPOT toy has not been a top priority. Not to mention that Simon has been getting a little more possessive of his toys lately (i.e. he’s mean with them) which means he gets some separation time from his absolute favorite ones and is forced to play with the lesser ones like his giant tennis ball. (Apparently, the tennis ball is great after five minutes of staring forlornly at his box and realizing he is not getting a rubber toy that afternoon.) Basically between not getting to play with his SPOT toy and then everyone else getting sick, the toy simply has not gotten the proper play service to fully review it . . . until now that is.
You see, just these past two weeks or so has Simon been able to really play with this particular toy and enjoy it to its fullest extent. However, two weeks is also about as long as the toy lasted before it suffered a pretty significant loss. You’re probably wondering what loss a toy could possibly suffer, and of course I am referring to one of its toes on one of its three legs. That’s right. After just a play session almost every day, and minimal (we’re talking maybe five minutes each time) chewing time the toy has lost a toe. Ironic, no?
Unfortunately for chew toys, and humans, when Simon is able to find a weak spot he tends to try and exploit it shamelessly to get what he wants. Flipping his water bowls over because he wants new water? You got it! Learning how to use those long arms and dexterous claws to reach the butter dish on the counter? Check! Obsessively gnawing on the already torn and hanging on by a thin piece of rubber end of his toys? It’s his favorite past time!
Naturally, this meant any time he was given his SPOT toy he was more inclined to try to run away and hide with it so he could chew. Due to this predisposition both Theresa and I made sure not to leave him alone with the toy and keep him engaged with constant never-ending games of fetch (at least until it got dark outside). Still, it wasn’t long before that this poor little toe was barely hanging on and I was forced to just pull it off completely lest he be able to get it himself and put the whole thing in his mouth to chew. Then I would never get it!
Sadly, with this toe end breaking off it means the so-called “virtually indestructible” toy was only indestructible for about three months in our household. And, and it wasn’t even really from two dogs playing with it, but mostly just one! In the beginning Rosee would play with the toy, stealing it from Simon and getting him to chase her around the backyard mostly. However, after the initial newness of the toy wore off so did her interest in it. (She’s not much of a toy-playing dog unless that toy happens to have string, which she then likes to shred and leave all over the living room.) So, the toy has really only had Simon as a playmate and it still only lasted about three months without injury. Not too good SPOT, not too good.
Looking on the bright side, losing a toe doesn’t necessarily make the toy ready for the garbage. The rubber itself is still pretty intact around the open wound, so it is safe to play with as it is. Also, the rubber itself is thick enough that it will hopefully take Simon another three months before another piece comes off. It’s just unfortunate that a toy touted as “virtually indestructible” and for “aggressive” chewers already has such structural damage to it. The initial price point on it ($15) also helps to ease the pain a little bit. However, I can’t help but wish the whole toy had lasted a little longer, especially because Simon wasn’t allowed to just go to town and chew on it constantly in order to warrant such hefty damage already. Alas, it is still a usable toy and will probably (hopefully) give Simon another three months of play to enjoy.
Sadly, Rosee will have to refrain. (And I guess we’ll be looking into how fulfilling that 100% Lifetime Guarantee actually is. Wish us luck!)
Just in case the ball tries to, you know, swim away.
It happened. This past February 14th, Valentine’s Day for those who are more inclined to red, pink, and all things heart-shaped, my majestic, powerful, sweetly annoying, pushy, frustrating little boy Simon turned the big 4. Unbelievable! I mean just yesterday is seemed like he was being a little devil pulling on his leash, stealing food off of the counters–oh wait, that was yesterday. (At least it’s not as frequent as it used to be. I call that progress!)
So, let us take a look at how the birthday boy spent his big day (especially since he had to share it, ugh.)
The playful pup was happily gifted with a giant birthday treat and a giant tennis ball. The tennis ball is made by Kong (as it so subtly displays) and comes with quite a high-pitched squeaker inside that Simon thoroughly enjoys squeaking to death. The ball itself seems to hold up really well, it barely has a scratch on it even after four days of exhaustive play, the squeaker still sounding strong. Also, its bigger size makes it easier to take out of Simon’s mouth compared to regulation size ones, so that’s a plus for my beleaguered fingers.
As for the over-sized bone it is made of Simon-friendly ingredients, meaning no peanut butter. (Unfortunately, the stuff gives Simon and Rosee the worst hives so it’s best just to stay away from.) Instead this treat includes a much better flavor with applesauce. He very much enjoyed his birthday bone. Simon was even nice enough to share his goods with Rosee. He’s so benevolent is his old age!
Let’s hope that 5 proves to be just as fruitful (or should I say bone-ful?) as 4 has been.
Happy Birthday Simon!