Eight legged friend

Bruno paw picked this little guy himself at a local dog lovers store, in Seattle at Pike Place market.

He carried it with him all day long,and slept with it on the ride home.

It lasted up until the next day,when him and MoMo ripped it in 1/2.

Now the squeakers are in an old sock,that he doesn't really play with.

RIP Mr. Octopus.