Today I had to do something no pet parent enjoys doing...
It was time to declutter the dog toy box.
No, not even beloved Hedgers 1, 2 , and 3, Mr. Pez, Bot-Bot, or Santa-Reindeer (missing hat not pictured) were spared from my incessant urge to purge. I have recently tackled almost every corner, closet, and cabinet in the house (twice) but never gave the pup's toy box much thought. Each day I would round up all the ragged beasts and return them to their rightful spot, where they waited to be pulled out and spread throughout the house only minutes later. But other than this daily ritual, the dogs didn't give their old lovey's much thought, preferring their newer, more intact options. So it was time.
I knew I couldn't just dump them straight into the frozen trash cans outside, so I created a little memorial for them all and had them individually pose for one last, post-mortem portrait.
RIP little friends, you were dearly loved and gnawed upon.