An addition to a very unsavoury pantheon

My mother, in the kindness of her heart, has sent another object of worship for Miss Dog. The current collection is most peculiar - the design of dog toys being, clearly, one of the areas where surrealism remains rife. There is the Sea Slug. She ripped this apart a month or so back; the Professor has repaired it, having replaced the lost kapok with strips of fabric cut for rag rug making purposes (so the next time the holothurian comes to bits, it will spill horrid multi-coloured intestines). There is a vulture called Gloria. There is the Right Wing Politician (a rag doll of Senator John McCain, which allows of various silly statements along the lines of 'oh look, there's a right wing politician lurking in the long  grass').  Now, there is a bright blue mule with a silly expression and, rather worryingly, cloven hooves. Miss Dog thinks she is wonderful. I have called her Mavis - for that 'Mavis, the Girl in Blue' is a particularly egregious camp-ism for a member of the police force. It seems to suit her.