Gus is willing to give up one of his dearly, beloved, disassembled 'girlfriends" for the sake of art.
Shelley, Richard, and Gus sent this adorable lamb with a detectable doggy smell.
Also, Mary writes that her Schnauzer first rips the face of of his toys, then goes for the squeaker, and then the stuffing. He never eats the stuffing, but destroys the squeaker.
What is it about those squeakers? Maybe humans need some squeaky toys to get out their aggressions, anxiety, sense of humor, and joie de vivre!!!
