Salutations oh furry friends! In the past couple of months I have received some of the best presents I could ever ask for! These presents come in boxes, which I will be honest, are my favorite part of present-ing! Anyway, those who have sent me boxes, toys and treats do a much better job picking out goodies than my human does! Woohoo for friends!

So, the purpose of today is to give everyone an update on all the goodies I have received! And here they are! You will notice that one toy in particular is missing...yes, that is correct, we suffered a casualty with my cow from
Faya. It was a sad and horrific day when I realized that the cow was missing a leg, and it was bleeding white fluff! I couldn't stand the pain it brought to my heart! The stuffing, the whiteness, the fluffiness...THE HORROR! I decided to be a good guy and brought the de-legged cow to my human, and as tears welled up in my eyeballs my human knew it was time...time for the cow to pass on over to Stuffy Heaven where it can roll around in stuffing and plump, glorious clouds...for me, it was a sad day. Perhaps for the cow it was the best day since
Faya's Veronique purchased him. I prefer not reflect on my cows last days in my life, instead I would like for us all to remember my white cow for the greatness that he was. He will forever be in my heart.
Thank you again,
Faya for bringing the white cow to my home, and happy jaws...there were great times, great times...
Faya seems to really enjoy those farm animals because she also sent me a pig! I am happy to report that the pig still lives! I make him oink every day just to make sure that he's still with us! I think he's happy here in Arizona. I roll him around in dirt almost every day. First, I slobber him REALLY good, then I put him in the dirt, thus making him a muddy pig. For this, I think he is grateful! And here is my pig now!
He looks happy, doesn't he! I am so pleased that I am able to take care of him so well, I really have been trying really hard to make his life the best life ever! Satan seemed a little envious that I had my very own pig, and she tried to spend a little time with him.
I squashed that idea quickly. It's bad enough that she eats my pupperoni's, she can't have my pig too. It's not like I get anything from playing in her catnip...though, I do enjoy her food every now and then, so I should share, but I'm just not ready right now! Perhaps tomorrow...maybe...
Okay, okay...who's up next? Ahhhh yes, the honkin'/fartin' duck that
Deetz got me. At one point I thought I killed him too, but it turns out that he still lives too! Woohoo! His quacker doesn't always work anymore, I think he's going through some laryngitis...is there such thing as a stuffie doctor?
This duck is awesome! I often like to take naps on him, he's a great pillow. Plus, when I wake up he is there ready for a shakin' and a biting! Lately I enjoy throwing him against the wall, then in the air...then I slobber up his wings so he can't fly away. I would be so sad if he left me!

And to you
Deetz, and
Deetz's mum thanks for being the first furry friend to send me a package! The honkin'/fartin' duck has been a great addition to my toy box!
Sometimes, what I like to do is lay on one toy while I chew on the other. As you see here I was holding my mailman hostage while giving the honkin'/fartin' duck a good chew!
On to the package de los
Griffindales!!!! I would have to say that my favorite toy from that box was the blue rubbery one with the rope! It's perfectly sized for my nose!
Ahhhh and the rubbery part has little spikes. I can't help but get sleepy when I gnaw on that thing!

I do have a confession though...
Forgive me God of Toys, for I have sinned...while playing with the soccer ball with ropes, well ~gulp~ I kinda accidentally broke it! I KNOW! I KNOW!! Killing my toys does not show great appreciation! But, I couldn't help it! It just felt so good to pull, and pull...then pull some more! By the fourth pull the rope was in my mouth, without the soccer ball.
I begged my human to keep it! I just couldn't bare to send another stuffie to stuffie heaven! It's just too much, I can't handle the thought!
So, for now I get to keep both parts of the toy...the rope and the soccer ball with one attached rope. Whew, I almost lost another one! Really, what I did could be considered genius. I made one toy, two! Woohoo! They also sent me a red holee roller that I thoroughly enjoy, especially if there is a treat in it. In fact, when the holee roller is empty I pull it out of my toy box, drop it by the smelly foot of my human and stare...she then realizes that the toy is missing it's guts and puts a treat right in the middle! Yahar! I have my human trained real good!
To
The Griffindales, thank you for your awesome generosity! You and your mom deserve a big WOOHOO!
Ahhhh, and onto
Chef's package for the International Goodie Exchange! Look how well I broke in the mail man! He's nice and dirty, just as a mail man should be!
He has such a great whappability factor! I throw him to one side of my body, then to the other! I think it makes him dizzy! I enjoy throwing him in the air and watching him spin. He has yet to barf. If he barfs, I'm thinking he would throw up stuffing. And I don't think I could manage seeing that. Just the thought is making me nauseous...
My human had to go in the backyard to find my squeaking yellow ball and my red giggle ball. I've working on learning how to bury the balls. Right now I just dig a hole and leave the ball next to it. I like to ferment my toys in the earth, but I'm afraid I'll never find them again! However, since my human brought them back in, I found it appropriate to play with them and allow their glorious sounds to echo throughout my household! It was beautiful, really...

The blue squeaky Frisbee and green bone allow my human to work out her eye ball muscles since they twitch whenever the ball squeaks. My favorite time to bring these toys out is when my human least expects it! I like to make sure she knows where I am at all times, then SURPRISE! The eye twitching begins! Ahhhh
Chef, thank you for your thoughfulness in present giving...you have brought me many hours of joy and you are preventing my human's eye balls from becoming fat! I try to work them out at least every other day...
Now, one of my first toys ever was the cow rope Frisbee from my human's human...that would be her mom! She loves me. She never yells at me or smacks my nose like my human does. She could tell what I liked before I ever even arrived to Arizona! The rope is the best part of the toy. I have yet to destroy it, but believe you me, I have tried. Oh, I have tried! Hehehe! And guess what! The cow Frisbee still lives, and usually travels with me to work!
So there it is...my toys and all the joy that they have brought to me and my terrier jaws! Wooo!
This is Mr. T-Bone Beasley signing out with a huge THANK YOU and slurp to
Chef,
The Griffindales,
Deetz,
Faya, my human's human and all of my furry friend's humans for sending such awesomeness my way!

Slurp!
Mr. T-Bone Beasley