Weimaraner Wednesday: A Bargain for Brooklyn

Happy Weim Wednesday!

I have a confession: I almost forgot to pick up Brooklyn's dog food on Saturday. They are closed Sundays, so I hurried over just before closing time Saturday afternoon. We Welshes get a very bad case of the low-blood-sugar, cranky-butt syndrome, Brooklyn included. That could have been bad.

In my defense, I was a bit distracted. Brooklyn and I ran the entire lake trail on Saturday morning. (That's nine miles, folks! I am so proud of her!) We also got our wifi set up on Saturday, so needless to say Ty and I were, um, a bit busy catching up on Season 3 of Sherlock. Ahem. But I digress...

Post Run! Time: 1:15:07

Clearly she wasn't tired after our run

Second confession: In addition to the usual haul of twenty pounds of chicken meat, I brought home a toy for Brooklyn.

We stopped buying Brooklyn toys quite a while ago, with the exception of antlers, which I consider more a chew. Within minutes, she can destroy just about anything.

This particular toy caught my attention. It was a sturdy-looking rope tied into a giant knot. She absolutely loves rope toys, but she has a terrible habit of nearly swallowing the thin threads and then choking on her own spit. Gross, I know. I decided to chance it with this one. If nothing else, I thought the knots would keep her busy for a while.

If you couldn't tell from the photos, she loves her toy! It's a tug and puzzle all in one!

A few days later, and it looked like this. Since it's a high-quality rope, we've had little to no disgusting choking sounds accompanying our daily activities.

While not necessarily "Brooklyn-proof," this toy has been a worthy buy. Any toy that survives hours of playtime is quite tough. I love that it keeps her brain busy, too! During dinner one night, I noticed it was alarmingly quiet; naturally, I'd assumed Brooklyn was either up to no good somewhere or sleeping on my pillow (again, up to no good). I was pleasantly surprised to find that she was lying quietly at my feet, methodically loosening a knot. 

Ten bucks for hours of distraction and playtime. That's a bargain, folks!

(Kudos to the person who knows the title reference!)