Have you ever had a dog toy that lasted very long with your doxie(s)? Well, neither have I! Both Shadow (our granddawg) and Duke believe it is their mission in life to "kill" a squeak toy as quickly as possible by rendering the squeak . . . well, squeakless. They shake the toy to death, throw it up in the air, grab it again, and if necessary (which it usually is), tear it to shreds. I've often said that I'm glad our doxies are small dogs, because they are vicious when going after said toys!
And if I get up the courage to put an old sock on my hand, Duke perks up, immediately ready to "get" the hand. He absolutely loves it if I pretend to "bite" him with that socked hand, and you have never heard such growling and seen such tail wagging in your life! I usually put on two socks, thus protecting the hand from Duke's sharp teeth. He doesn't connect the fact that it is MY HAND under there, but rather, a really interesting and interactive toy that he aims to conquer. Geez.
I'm definitely going to put my silicone oven glove under the sock next time, though.