So Sunday, Dominic went grocery shopping with me and picked out a present for Shanti all by himself. (we don't generally buy the dog stuffed squeaky things because he goes crazy de-stuffing and de-squeaking them - makes a giant mess.). Dominic picked out a stuffed duck with a ridiculous quack. We brought it home, he actually helped wrap it (he taped) and put it under the tree. And then last night he got it for Shanti and helped him open it.
The dog immediately ate the ducks feet and de-quacked it (seriously, the quacker is on top of the fridge). ITs probably 2/3 destuffed, and we had to vacuum up the stuffing.