Dizzy grabbed that big mousie on the end of the string, and he was kicking it, and grabbing it, and then started chewing on it...he was really getting wild, and he pulled some of the fur off of the mousie...and then the fur got stuck in his teeth, and he was having a devil of a time getting it out...I finally had to help him, the poor baby...had so pry open his mouth, and yank out the protruding fur...did not want him swallowing it, and then yakking it up later all over the floor...
I remember those rawhide chews...dogs sure love those things...Helga would chew on them, until they got all nasty and slimy, and then she would ignore them...
One year we bought her a great big rawhide, in the shape of a giant bone, big enough for a St. Bernard....it was so big that she really could not chew on it..but she liked to have it next to her...