More toys! You can't have enough. If you can get through the living room and dining room without tripping on, or stepping over a toy, you don't have enough.
The only thing Lisl has tried her teeth out on that wasn't one of her toys, is one of the rockers on my rocking chair because I didn't have any toys in that room.
When I'm putting my boots on in the morning, she's in there keeping me company and is usually chasing my shoelaces as I try and lace up my boots. I don't mind though because it allows us to interact with one another even though we are not (I'm not) really playing. This is when she has grabbed one of the rockers.
I tell her NO! loudly and that's the end of it. I have all sorts of interesting things to a dog in my house. I run a recording studio part-time and there are cables running everywhere, little metal boxes on the floor, microphone stand legs, auto-locator legs, guitar stands, etc, but she has never even approached any of those items.
She knows what's hers and she can see toys for as far as she can see in my house.
Bear, Anna, Molly, Ossie, and The Countess Lisl von Schlaf
An Unhappy German is a Sour Kraut!