BTDT Both the destruction and the surgery. I used to find myself stitching stitches rather than fabric. Eventually I ran out of steam/time and so there aren't any soft toys out now. There are a lot still in the box marked for repair.
The now-retired head of the dog school I attended told a story once about her dogs running to the kitchen when they heard a cheese single being unwrapped. She used cheese for training.
I guess the desire to play trumps appreciation of order. Daisy (and Minnie before her) loves to drop her ball in the pile, pile-driver it in, dig for it, cha-cha while waiting for the human to throw ...
Yes. I believe the caption was along the lines of, "Moob ober, Unca Bill." Was the pup's name Ginny? I've forgotten the woman's GT name, but I remember some wonderful posts about her hounds.
ETA: Both Grace and Guinness look a bit ... perturbed.