Gunnar, looking rather regal with his shoelace.
Shoelace started out as Katie's favorite toy. Forget crinkly frogs or squeaky mice, nothing we bough was as much fun as a pair of shoelaces (that came extra on some Skechers that wore out years ago.)
Gunnar adopted it as his favorite toy too. And now they're both extremely possessive. They take it with with them. I find it upstairs, downstairs, draped through the baby gates. And wrapped around his paw, Gunnar is clearly staking his claim to that ratty shoelace.
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