This kong thing .........

[adogcalledbuster]

Hi I am a happy well loved dog called Buster and my mum bought this kong thing. The man n the shop told her to "smear" the inside with peanut butter but why should I waste my energy trying to get a it when I can lie on my back in the sun? Surely she should stuff it with peanut butter or even better just give the jar. She keeps going on about my weight but I've just seen the vet and he told her that I was a perfect weight so surely a generous daily helping of peanut butter wont do me any harm? Mum said she'd stuff it with carrots which normally I quite like but I don't feel inclined to struggle to get at something I only quite like.
Can you tell her how much to put in it and what.
Love Buster

Tell me about it! I'm a naughty beagle and my mum bought me one of these to keep me quiet for 5 minutes.

Well I have to bark at it to get the food to fall out of the hole don't I? Surely it would be easier to leave the top off?

mmmmmmm

I'm an 11 month old Westie a complete bundle of mischief and I love my Kong -
"mmm is it gravy? "
jump, jump,
"Is it?" jump, run, roll over,
"IS IT GRAVY? " "She did, she DID, she poured gravy in there!!!!!" "slurp, mmmmm, slurp" "I love you I do....."

Kongs are for losers. If you really want to get their attention what you have to do is attack your owner on your walks. When they push you down attack your lead and refuse to let go. Do it most often when people are watching. This makes them turn funny colours, like this and makes the strangers go

She thinks I'm teething. She is talking about getting me one of these Kongs or a nyla bone. She is going for a chain lead today. Someone one the phone she called a "dog trainer" reckons I won't bite a chain, well, we'll see about that.

Love Shadow, 9 months old Lurcher pup.

God, what a horrible bloody woman, expecting you to WORK for treats. I just wait until mines not looking and snaffle jars of jam/peanut butter/tuna from the green bins. Another one is visiting grandmas, they're always good for a biscuit.

You don't have to put up with this shit. Hang around other people on walks, or near the bins, there's usually a few treasures to be had.

Love, your fellow suffering dog,

PottyPup.

Ps. Shadow, keep up the good work.

Well I've not moved it all night! Someone will hopefully trip over it this morning and then get rid of it (dads the best one for doing that sort of thing if I move it a bit nearer to the door he wont see it in the dark) She just waived it at me??!! Why? Eventually checked it over no waiving it doesn't move the microcosm of peanut butter down the end.
The bin was an excellent especially at night but she just bought a dog proof bin!!!!!!! What a bloody cheek.

Kongs are small stuff.

If you really want some fun, I've found the answer is the Futility Room. It's where all kinds of fab things are kept. My mum keeps the pigs' ears, the chews, the biscuits and the bird seed and even the leads are hung up behind the door. If you can't get to them, there's usually loads of fun to be had in the recycling container - usually tins to lick, papers to shred - I like to take things out and hide them upstairs for later (mum especially likes it if I leave a little trail of dribbles from whatever was inside the tin). If we are really, really lucky, my dad will forget to close the lid on the bin (mum tells him off for this) and you can reach your nose in and find all manner of treasures.

From the Norty Minx xxx

Don't know what you see in them Kongs. Like chewing rubber.
They gave me a red un & I did managed to chew it into bits in about an hour but then I had to swallow the lumps whole.
Next time they got me a big black un. Thought it might be a bit more tasty, but still just like eatin rubber. Did last a bit longer though, couple of days. There was nowt inside though.

Have you tried them nylabone things? You can get nearly a week out of one of them great big knuckle uns before they become a little stump.

Best thing I found for a good chew was stones. The ones in the hall were best cos they had some tight tasty stuff called mortar or summat in between um. Took me all one night to make a decent hole in there.

Florence xx

I love my kong! My mum fills it with yummy stuff and the best way to get it out is to bounce it around! I threw it at the TV once but that didn't work so well. I am quite tall so I just lift it up as high as possible and chuck it!

Lots of yummies fall out when I chuck it on the coffee table!

xxDiesel.

Every so often our mum thinks we must get bored with tunnelling into the compost heaps and looking for little spaces to get into (we don't). Then she puts up some complicated thing with hiding spaces for treats. By her soppy face, we can tell she thinks we're going to spend a long time fiddling through it to get to the treats. We don't. We just tip the whole thing upside down, and the treats fall out. Job done in less than a minute. Love from the four ferrets.

I am teething. My hound slave gives me carrots from freezer. Carrot Popsicles are awesome.

My mum thinks I like my kong, she even got another when I hid the last under dads side of the bed (mum NEVER goes under there, it smells nice to me but she doesn't like it). She puts cream cheese, peanut butter and treats in it and the other day she then put it in a tub in the big white box in the garage. It came out with lots of water stuck solid around it, I was very .

Now that the 4 little mums and dads are home from some prison camp (alpha mum calls it school they call it prison) I ignore my kong and wait they always take the treats out for me and throw it around doing all the hard work

The best thing, other than the bin, is the thing they do their "be quicks" in, it has an everlasting supply of dirty drinking water in. Not sure why all the mums and dads go "eerrrghhh" and tell me off when I drink out of it sometimes they even leave food in it with the drink

Pimmsdog xx

P.S if you have little mums and dads when they are eating sneak up next to the smallest without alpha mum seeing and they give you all the food they don't like just for doing the "pick me" face (I learnt that face in the prison camp after my last mum/dad was nasty to me and threw me out)