Broken Wubba

As a reward for losing my three pounds, Mom got me a Wubba. She has been looking for for one at all of the pet stores, specialty stores and doggie boutiques, but these things have been hard to find! Finally, she found one today. It wasn't a Wubba 'Wubba', it's a Kong Wubba. I love all my Kong toys, so mom snapped it up. I was soooo excited when she gave it to me. I took it to my bed and was chewing and squeaking away. Mom came back not a half hour later, and this is what she found.
I had chewed through my Wubba! I am a hardcore chewer, and I love nothing more than chewing on tennis balls.
Not only did I chew through the Wubba cover, but I also ate the tennis ball inside.
Mom hated to toss out the whole toy, so she popped out the tennis ball and tossed the remainder of the Wubba back at me.
Now, I'm enjoying squeaking my Wubba all around the house. Has this happened to any other doggies out there in blogging land? Just wondering...

'Till Next Time,

Kirby