I left the house to do the marketing. You know, as in buying DOG food and DOG treats and this is the thanks I get when I come home. Gone 2 1/2 hours and he destroyed an entire bag of polyester stuffing.
Did he think his bed needed more stuffing?
He ran down the hall and jumped on the human bed and proceeded to carry on.
Shaking his head in disbelief while I'm still yelling about the stuffing. This folks is why that hideous 5 ft chicken is not within his reach. Of course that may be a blessing in disguise if he shredded it ;)