Today, Rowen left Little Woof Woof on the couch (after being told to put him away) when we left for Faith Formation (their Wednesday evening religion class). Before heading home, I received a text from Alex telling me that the puppies had eaten Little Woof Woof. I forewarned Rowen, so he and Connor immediately searched for what might be left of the stuffed dog when we got home. Sadly, all that was recovered was Little Woof Woof's head with its nose missing.
Rowen was quite upset, but said that at least he still had the head to sleep with. True to his word, he went to sleep cuddling the slightly mangled stuffed dog head. I'm not certain how creeped out I am by that.