Every puppy needs a chew toy. Or two. Or three.
It only stands to reason then that special puppies need special toys.
On previous trips to the zoo these animals were too busy sleeping in the shade to bother with toys, each other, or the humans that pass in parade. Growing bodies need sleep. Cicadaian rhythm favors night – cooler, less crowded on the hunting ground.
Imagine my delight on this recent visit when they did “come out to play”. (Modification of St. Louis Zoo’s popular – Can you come out and play? – on promotional materials.)
Will they devour the bones after practicing on plastic? Do they laugh at the whimpy models?