Harley hasn't been playing much with foot toys lately. I think his habits have changed since we've moved to the new place. He has more space here, more places to be, more windows to look out of, more scenery changes. I'm not sure why that translates into fewer toys-held-in-feet-and-destroyed, but that seems to be the case. Instead, he likes to stand on things and destroy them:

This is a duffel bag with one of those 4" x 6" kraft boxes in it, cut to resemble a "kleenex" box. The box is occasionally chewed, and it conveniently holds up the side of the duffel bag so Harley can get inside it, and stand on and chew up the real attraction: an Airport/Facility Directory (pop up a photo here, or read more about the book and why we let Harley chew them up). The bag does a pretty good job of containing all the book spit balls — remember this disaster? (Picture pops.) We simply empty the duffel out when Harley can't fit inside anymore.

I'm sure part of the attraction in this case is the nest-like enclosure of the duffel bag, and letting him chew in here all the time could elicit aggressive behaviors. But we haven't noticed any really bad behavior. Just the usual poops on the rug.

Harley also loves luggage, and "helps" Bruce pack every week. I'll get pictures of that soon. But for now, here's a photo of Harley going hunting in Bruce's computer bag:

He was lucky: he found a power bar! And ate it! Way too much sugar for a bird, but we let him have a few bites as a reward for all the hard work.