I am not one to buy expensive things but years ago I was at an L.L. Beam outlet store and was lured by a rotating, barbell shaped, teeth-cleaning dog toy.
My Lola deserved the best. I bit the bait and bought her the fabulous outdoorsy, all-terrain orange and gray toy.
Lola sniffed at the massive thing and turned away. I smeared it with peanut butter. She politely lapped at it and then left it in the middle of the lawn.
When her sister, Pepa, came to live with us I thought surely this livewire will love a fancy toy. I heaved the thing across our lawn. Pepa, a lady-like predator watched it arch through the sky and land with a thud. She considered the landing and trotted the other way to look for real game.
When we got Tina, I was convinced that the third time would be a charm.
Even with years, the L.L. Bean quality was undeniable as I tried to get Tina to engage with the toy that had lost some of its bright orange color but none of its shape despite years outside. I tossed it about the yard gleefully. Tina ignored it but ran happily by my side. I offered her the silicone shape. She gamely put her mouth around it without shutting her jaw, made a small “ack” in her throat, backed away, and started to play with a rock.
The toy sits on the sidewalk in front of my herbs, better than a scarecrow, I know Tina won’t go near the garden with that toy in the way.