So after he decimated the 5th dangly-cat toy I got him, I decided it, f--it, I'm just buying him a dog toy.
Success! He drags it around with him everywhere, and sleeps with it at night. It absolutely reminds me of our old dog, Joey, with his toys.
|DONT YOU DARE LOOK AT ME|
Thank you, squeaky raccoon thingy. Bill Purray loves you.