Dascha the Russian Daschund

One of my favorite squeaky toys is Dascha the Russian Daschund. She's not big or anything, but she's just the right size for me to nibble and chew and toss around. And I love it when my Humans play fetch using Dascha.

However, recently I got a little bit too rough with Dascha and kinda chewed her ear off. My Momma tried to find Dascha's ribbon too, but that went missing so I might've accidentally swallowed it during my berserker barrage. Now Dascha's temprer temperatu retired for a bit while Momma finds some time to patch her up. I kinda miss Dascha already. Maybe more than I used to.



There's this thing about me... it's like, I find a toy is much cooler if I can't reach it. Like now that Dascha is sitting on Momma's counter top, I want to play with her more than ever! And Pops has this dog on top of his TV too, that I always want to play with just because I can't reach him. This sucks! Momma says that "a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush" but I have no idea what that means. I guess I'll go and check the bushes in the garden to find out more.