Another dinosaur? Fine. Just get it.
This is probably the third ZURU dinosaur we’ve got at home. I don’t even remember saying “yes” to buying the Dino Wars Raptor, but it somehow showed up on the birthday list. My kid pointed and said, “That one. He’s fast and bites.” Solid argument, honestly.
When the box arrived — everything looked fine at first. Bright colors, battle armor, weapon on its back. But right away I noticed something was off. The product page said it had “roaring action.” The one we got? Totally silent. Same looking box, but a different version. No roar.
And that’s not a tiny difference. If you pay extra for the roar, and you get a silent one — it’s frustrating. And worst of all, I had to explain it to my kid.
“Dad, why is mine quiet like a turtle?”
So I made something up about the raptor being a stealth unit, maybe it lost its voice in battle — anything to dodge the meltdown. Meanwhile, I’m fuming inside, knowing I’ll probably have to return it or argue with support. Again.
I just wanted peace. I got a floor war.
Even without the roar, it still works. The raptor walks, flashes, shoots some sort of missile. Cool… for the first few hours. Then came the chaos.
My kid launched it along with the Robo T-Rex, and suddenly my living room was a prehistoric war zone. These things crashed into chairs, bumped into the walls, spun in circles like they were short-circuiting. He yells “Dad! It’s broken!” No, it’s just dumb. No sensors, no logic — it just motors forward into furniture and whines like it’s trying to escape the planet.
Sometimes it skids on tile, sometimes it stalls on carpet. One morning I nearly tossed it out the window because it spent 10 straight minutes doing a weird shuffle next to the couch. My son called it “battle scanning.” I called it “absolutely broken AI.”
It has this removable blaster or missile on its back. Looks cool — until it pops off during play and disappears. One time I found it in the dog’s water bowl. Another time, under the radiator. These pieces come off way too easily. Someone in a review wrote “Small pieces that come off.” I feel that deeply.
Also, this toy looks big in the pictures, but in person it’s pretty small. Not a huge issue — unless your kid was expecting a second T-Rex and instead gets a smaller, quieter little cousin with less attitude. Which he was. And he let me know.
In the end… the kid’s happy
Yes, I’m tired. Yes, the sounds and crashing and “laser attacks” at 7 a.m. drive me up the wall. But my kid? He’s loving it. He builds forts, makes up missions, gives the raptor its own voice. And best of all — he’s not asking for a phone or tablet.
So if you’re wondering whether it’s worth it… honestly, yeah. But prepare yourself. This little raptor won’t just sit on a shelf. It’s coming for your ankles. And maybe your sanity.
