This is Wrigs favorite toy, his monster. My sister got this for him when he was just a wee pup and he carries it around with him all day long bashing it into the walls, furniture and our legs. He loves to run like a crazy man around the kitchen table and stop every once in a while to bash his monster into the floor. He can work himself up into a frenzy for several minutes until he finally runs out of gas and konks out. Once that happens he collapses to the ground and his goofy monster friend doubles as a comfy pillow.