Ode to the Chuckit!

Oh dear sweet Chuckit!

Our favorite toy,

No other above you

We could ever enjoy.

You started out red

When Hunter was young.

He ran through corn fields

When the ball was far flung.
Mommy broke you on ice;

Your red was no more.

Next up was purple,

We would truly adore.

For many long years

We chased your throws.

Many neighbors and friends

Have enjoyed the show.

You latched onto tennis balls

And threw far and wide,

Dixie couldn’t be happier

Unless we used you inside.

No matter the season

You’ve always been there

Spring, summer, autumn,

Snowball fight – Beware!

Your purple color faded,

Jenna’s jaws clamped on tight,

We stretched you out daily

You lost the good fight.

Then a new day dawned

In the form of lime green

The three of us like you,

And so continues the dream!

Already heads above the rest

A new-fangled design;
Favorite toy of ours,

Chuckit, you are so divine!