“I thought they would be more rough as well. Or oily. The hunting hounds of Asgard feel nothing like this… of course most people wouldn’t dare to touch them anyway. They are most vicious beasts.” he admitted. “you could always have Stark build you a fetch robot for when you really want to throw things.” Loki admitted with a grin before considering the idea of a dog finding this fun. He could see it, the Hunting Hounds he had trained had often done such things. It had been part of hunting to fetch game and bring it back, they had seamed to enjoy it even if they couldn’t eat what they caught.<br/><br/>“oh Johnny’s an all around ‘Daddy’ figure. Kids adore him.” Loki admitted, refusing to touch his stomach. That statement was more true than anyone knew. Loki would have to tell Johnny and Steph soon… hopefully there would be an opportunity while on vacation… maybe… “we have everything we need for him.” Loki hastened to assure her. “we have food and toys and a bed and lots of blankets and I’ve learned how to make him all natural food. It has to be refrigerated but I refuse to feed him that dry food swill.” Loki said with a sniff. “Johnny wouldn’t eat it which means it’s not good enough for Louie.”