It’s gone now. No more squeak.
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About The Scottie Chronicles
The Scottie Chronicles began in 2009 as a voice for Stuart, a more than memorable black, brindle and white Scottish Terrier who captured hearts around the world. He passed suddenly in December 2015 from cardiac hemangiosarcoma, a nasty canine cancer that took him far too early. He would have been 10 years old in March 2016. The Scottie Chronicles is dedicated to Stuart and the joy he shared with everyone who met him or saw him from afar. If you love Scotties, please follow along. Arroooo!
Oh the Orinche toys always go first…;)
When there’s a “favorite” toy it’s always good to have a back-up supply, exactly for these situations!
OK,we’ll go with that since it wasn’t “no more SQUAAAAAAAWK!”.
Nothing lasts forever and some would say re squeaky toys that is a good thing! 😀
That was a mighty fine squeak that toy made…..too bad it’s “had it” !!!
Hugs, Sammy
but finding the squeaker and chewing it up is one of our favorite things to do…. aroooooo!
Ozzy & Callie
It was loved.
Sweet William The Scot
Ohhhhh poor squeaky
Lily & Edward
Yup, that’s what terriers just love to do….kill da sqeak! Riley and Tessie don’t stop on new sqeakers ’til they are good and dead, sometimes ripping out the squeaky inside! We need to look for tough squeakies because sometimes they only last, at most, a half an hour after they get them new from the store! It is their “quest” to get that squeaky! Riley picks sqeaking the loudest ones when we are watching TV. We have to turn on the captions on the TV so we can hear the dialogue. He goes into his toy box and rummages around and just when we didn’t think there were any toys with squeaks left in them, he brings one out and parades around the family room announcing that he “is present and, guess what he has found!?”
Squeak on, sweet Toby, Squeak on, (that is after you find a lively Squeaky!)
Thank you for the darling video of Toby!
Lots of Love,
Riley-Puppy and Tessie-Girl and mum
RIP squeaky. You are following in a long line of mangled noise makers.
R.I.P. Mr. Squeaky.