So far, the squeak of this guy's belly is a sure-fire attention-getter.
Luther is enamored of the thing.
Throws it in the air and catches it.
Squeaks his midsection.
Swings him by his hoof & legs.
Gotta admire the connection of a deerhound to even a deer-moose (or is that a moose-deer?) - whatever. He likes the thing. I like the thing, because it takes his mind off of biting my hands off.
This is a "very good thing" indeed. . . .