Loki has decided my stuffed snowman decoration is really a toy for him. The day after I put it up, I noticed it ended up on the entirely opposite side of my apartment. I knew he was the culprit. So I returned it to its original location in the living room. The next morning, it was back in my bedroom. This time I put it on a different shelf, thinking he wouldn't notice it. An hour later, I'm brushing my teeth and Loki comes tearing down the hallway, chased by Griffin. What's in Loki's mouth? The snowman. (I should note that this snowman is at least 2/3 his size.)
So now the snowman is tucked away in a closet, and Loki has resorted to playing with his own stuffed animals.
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