We bought Coco a bag of stuffed, squeaky squirrels thinking that they would occupy her need to constantly gnaw on something when that something has frequently been my house plants (DO NOT WORRY, ONLY THREE OF THEM ARE POISONOUS). And she’s showed a little bit of interest in them here and there, but nothing like when Bo showed up and was all SQUIRRELS! So for five days our house was this whacked out symphony of maddening SQUEAKING! SQUEAKING! SQUEAKING! until Jon couldn’t take it anymore, walked over to the tug-of-war, yanked the squirrel out of their mouths and then threw it at the wall. And if you didn’t know this already, Jon is very cute when he gets exasperated.