I'm sure that, when you read "DinoMutt," you automatically thought of this:
Because, who wouldn't? He was an amazing sidekick for the Blue Falcon back in the 70s. Kind of Scooby-Doo meets Inspector Gadget.
But, as you can see, the spelling is different, so obviously I'm talking about a different dog.
In my case, I'm referring to the lovely, definitely-non-mutt pooch who lives with Christopher and me. When people ask what toys she likes, it's very easy to answer: She likes tennis balls (regular, inexpensive ones - nothing high-end), and dinos.
And she likes them in that order. She likes to run around and play catch (not "fetch," mind you, but catch - it's a game that goes both ways). Then, when she's tired of that, she likes to settle down with her dino for a good chew.
For those of you who are now totally confused, this is a Nylabone Dental Dino in the preferred Tyrannosaurus Rex style:
All that, and we don't even need to don spandex Blue Falcon costumes to have her around. Which is a win-win for everyone, really.