Planet Dog's Orbee-Tuff RecycleBALLS

This month's review from Mr. Chewy is another Planet Dog product. We were so impressed with our last review of Orbee-Tuff Sport Ball that we decided to give another one of their balls a try.

This one is called Orbee-Tuff RecycleBALLS...

RecycleBALLS are 2.5 inches and are made from "regrind" (1st quality Orbee-Tuff material that would have normally been discarded) Hence their motto "make toys, not waste". The balls come on an off-spec rope that is supplied by Sterling Rope based out of Maine.

They are non-toxic, recyclable, and they rinse clean. 

They are made in the USA and 100% guaranteed.

This particular set is actually three toys in one! More bang for your buck!

1. You can play with it as pictured.

2. You can undo the knot and take one of the balls off.

3. You can use the extra ball to play catch.

Me?

 I choose to play with it as is...

But before I could get away and have it all to myself, Dad decided he wanted to get in on the fun!

Also known as teasing, I went along with it for a little while...

But, I decided to go solo...

 Playing solo is so much better...

Just me, two balls and a rope...

What more could a dog ask for?!

Planet Dog rated these a 5 out of 5 chompers for durability and we couldn't agree more! 

The fun part? Since these balls are made out of recycled scraps, the colors will vary so it will be a surprise as to what color you will get!

Be sure to visit chewy.com to purchase your own RecycleBALLS and see all the Planet Dog products Mr. Chewy has to offer!

Once again, a big thank you to Mr. Chewy and Planet Dog!

Don't forget to visit Chewy.com for all your pets needs!

Disclaimer: We received this toy for review purposes, all statements and opinions are our own.

Wordless Wednesday

The Life of a Cat From a Dog's Perspective

They say cats have nine lives.

Well, we're going to give you a glimpse into one of those lives.

The privileged life of our cat, Belle...

I've never understood it but cat's really do have the life, they get to come and go as they please.

Dogs have to be "allowed" to go out. 

Cats on the other hand... 

Let me out....now. 

Once outside she gets free roam, where we have to stay behind a fence...

She even lies in the garden without any ninja's coming after her...

Unlike the "gifts" us dogs leave in the yard, Belle brings her "gifts" right to the door.

She's so thoughtful...

Oh surprise, surprise! She wants to come back in...

In the house she get's free rein, again!

Whether it's the table...

The windows...

The furniture...

Even the 'puter...

She's got it all covered!

She likes to think she's the boss of me...

She's even known to take her aggression out on me...

What could she possibly have aggression over?

She lives the LIFE!!!

She doesn't even have to share her toys...

Our food and water isn't even safe with her around...

 Well if you ask me, our cat has quite the life 'round here.

And if you ask her....

Never mind, that face says it all!

A Dog and His Ball

What would you do for a klondike bar???

How about your favorite ball??

We now know what Bruin would do.

Just the other day, he was caught...

red pawed...

Smack dab in the middle of mom's flowers...

Tip toeing through the tulips???? 

Ha! More like trampling through the Astilbes!!

All for his favorite ball! 

Yup, Bruin would do ANYTHING for that ball!!!

We are joining the Monday Mischief Blog Hop hosted by  Snoopy, Alfie and My Brown Newfies.

Black and White Sunday

Caturday

Today we decided to join in on Caturday and showcase Belle on the blog...

Next week we will be dedicating a whole day to Belle here on the blog and all of our social media outlets!

You don't want to miss it!!! 

Hope everyone is enjoying their weekend!!

Taking the Plunge

Now that Bruin has the swimming part down...

It's time for him to really take the plunge and learn how to dive for sticks, first lesson is on the steps.

Silly dog,  thinks he has thumbs...

 Thinking about it...

Going for it...

Another try...

Shaking it off...

Better luck tomorrow, buddy!!

Wordless Wednesday

The Tale of the Tail

My name is Bruin, I am eleven months old and some might say I have a problem...

Can you spot it?

How 'bout now?

That's my beautiful tail - doesn't look like there's any problem to me?!

Mom is constantly yelling at me to leave it alone.

What?!?!?!?

It's mine.

It's attached to me.

I love it.

It makes me smile...

It tastes delicious...

And smells even better...

And if I think it needs a daily self-grooming then so be it.

It's my tail. 

I love it.

And it's all mine.

Black and White Sunday