Poor Octo-Poos..notice anything wrong with him?
"Stella....did you tear the leg off of the Octo-Poos?"
"I'm sorry I tore your leg off Octo-poos."
So I confiscated the leg...and gave it back to Stella.
Five minutes later, I look under the dining room table and find this...
She completely removed all of the stuffing...and the squeaker from the Octo-poos.
And we said a sad goodbye to the Octo-poos.
Don't let the adorable face fool you.....she's a killer!!!!!