My corgi is in love with these. He's had them since he was a tiny pup, and he just doesn't want to play with anything else. My cat, Darby, and I are less enthusiastic. When I get a new bag, I have to use an ice pick to "kill" the squeaker, or Darby gets royally irritated and eventually pops Harry on the nose to get the squeaking to stop. I, on the other hand, don't like the way the painted part comes off if I accidentally hit the wall when I throw the ball. That being said, my mother and I have probably bought about 50 packs of these balls so far and will continue to do so, because Harry is an addict and we are his enablers.
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