In Her Royal Opinion

I am no expert on all things dogs – even if I like people to think I am.  However, I have had over 100 test subjects to try things out with the last few years.  This has given me some great insight into the products that are worth the money and the ones that are worth less than the packing they come in. 

Today, I tripped over this little guy for about the tenth time – it is piece of an actual deer antler.  I bought this because it was on sale for $1.49 an ounce… until I got to the check-out lane, I had no idea it was 8 ounces, making it a rather big splurge for my meager budget.  (Of course, I was too proud to admit that I didn’t want it after I learned its true cost – so I bought it anyway.)  Plus, with its solid structure and relation to one of my dog’s favorite things – venison, I thought it might be well worth the extra expense.  I would have been better to put that money into a sock and let them chew that up… cause this baby ain’t doing nobody no good!   
 
At least a dozen dogs have now had the opportunity to destroy this thing… but it just sits there, on my floor, with no one to love it.  Now and then, a dog will come by and put it in his mouth… I sit and watch with anticipation, thinking “maybe this will be the moment to prove I wasn’t ripped off” – right about then, the dog puts it back down and walks away.  I hang my head in shame.
 
Queen’s Ruling:  FAIL!
 
On the other hand, this little fellow is one of God’s great gifts.  Also known as the “Chuck It”.  I picked up this particular item at a garage sale for about $6.00 (although you can get them in most pet stores) – proving the old adage that one man’s trash is another man’s treasure… cause you couldn’t pay me enough to give this baby up. 

 Contrary to popular belief, most dogs do NOT actually play fetch, at least not well.  So, often this toy sits around collecting dust… but then a dog like L.C. comes along and I am suddenly very grateful for my red friend.  Essentially, it is a long stick with a cup on the end where a tennis ball fits perfectly inside.  The length of the stick increases the distance that a weak girl like myself can throw a ball, by at least three times.  I can throw to the end of our lot, which is a full acre.  Even, better than that, the little cup means that you never have to touch a slimy, muddy, drool-covered tennis ball.  The dog drops the ball on the ground and you can easily pick it up with the cup on the end, to throw it again.  L.C. and I play fetch for hours every week with the Chuck It.  Although, I will admit that the top of my arm was sore after bringing it out for the first time in months.  It takes muscles I didn’t even know I had to toss the ball properly. 
 
Queen’s Ruling:  EXCELLENT!
 
Note:  I am not paid or perked for sharing my opinion on this stuff, but if you want to shower me with money and gifts be sure to send an email my way!  I can’t promise you will like my opinion… but I am always willing to give it!