Sorry, bad idea. You'd probably get a well-chewed rag back. Two rambunctious GS's vs yer cute li'l stinker ain't what I'd call good odds. Our kids would take one look at yer pup and marvel at how life-like stuffed toys have become, especially the screaming part.
Not that ours are vicious. They just wouldn't recognize yer pooch as anything other than a plaything.
OH, I'm waiting for your choice. I refered your request and I'm sorry but those were the only things Larry could find at Walmart. You are aware that he's sleeping in the car in WalMart parking lots during the trip.
Well, I have to admit, the image did flash across my mindscreen. But I said to myself, I said, "No, she's a Suthun Lady and would never mean it that way."