Long ago, WD received an interactive toy that was a cloth beehive filled with little stuffed bees. The point was the pup would figure out to pull out the insects to play with them individually...and as she became more skilled would actually learn how to return the bees to the holes to put them back into their home. White Dog mastered this in no time flat.
Most of the others prefer just playing with the bees, that each squeaks. When Opal joined us the hive was resurrected as a depository for the torn off wings, heads and surviving bits. We were overjoyed to discover our favorite pet place carried replacement bees.
With the arrival of Spring has come the need to awaken (replace) the bees gone dead over the winter. At the health fair our table happened to face the store's display that held those bees. Message received...
...and result immediately embraced...
