And, of course, it was only a matter of time before one of the dog's Christmas toys succumbed. Every year I try and pick which one will fail to survive the first week. This year, I thought the T-Rex was going to bite the bullet early, of course I also thought it was going to be their favorite. I was wrong on both counts. This year that infamy goes to... the inch worm.
Now, I'll admit he doesn't quite look like and inch worm, rather his appearance is much more akin to dino cycling socks.
That's right, just tell them to eat it... and then wait for them to regurgitate.