When she was little, Molly was the quintessential puppy, especially for a Lab. She was what you see in ads (have you seen a
Cottonelle ad in the last few years?), and what every little kid dreams of getting one day. (Sans the parasite she came home with that caused some nasty problems that our area rug never recovered from.) As a welcome home gift, my friend Carolyn brought Molly a squeaky cheeseburger toy. When she first had it, it was really too big for Molly to play with, and she couldn't even lift it off the ground. But it was clearly one of her favorite toys, and she had it for years. Molly's a power-chewer and can destroy even chew-proof toys rather quickly, but the burger remained relatively unscathed for a long time. It finally met its demise just this past year, when Erin accidentally stepped on it, and its side seam opened. It was quite a sad day when the burger bit the dust, and we made sure that when we put it in the trash, Molly wasn't around to see it.
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