Thor's love of sticks is second only to his love of balls. Stones run a distant third, and broken bricks are better. I've removed the racquetballs for now; he was starting to chew them open and I was afraid of swallowed pieces. I need to go shopping.
I have never shared my home with a dog as large or as smelly as Thor. I change his bedding daily, wipe him down with pre-moistened pet wipes, and still it is hard to keep up. Yesterday, I moved his crate to vaccuum and wash the kitchen floor. While I was down on my hands and knees, Thor brought me the toilet brush and then the bathroom sponge; I swear he was trying to help!