Mostly, he’s happy destroying his toys. Utterly destroying them. I recall as a child how much I cherished my most prized toys. If something happened and one of them got slightly damaged, let alone destroyed, I was devastated. In fact (true confession here), once when my "Captain Action" action figure lost a hand, I went so far as to “borrow” (OK, steal) the hand from my brother’s Captain Action figure to restore my Captain’s dismembered plastic body. (Sorry, Kyle.) I just couldn’t stand the thought of playing with a damaged Captain Action.
But I digress. My point is that this dog has the complete opposite instinct. When he's playing with his toys, he is hell-bent on destroying them and he will settle for nothing less than their utter destruction – no matter how “indestructible” their packaging claims them to be. Fortunately, these days his destructive tendencies are channeled primarily on his toys. Earlier in his young life, his path of destruction included our couch and an “indestructible” dog leash (special word of thanks to the honorable “indestructible” dog leash company that honored its promise to replace any leash that was destroyed…).
Captain Action surely would have interceded (even minus one hand) to stop Megamind or Dr. Evil or any other super villains he faced from their paths of destruction. We, however, allow Cooper to continue on his ruthless mission of destruction, replacing the Kongs and balls and other “indestructible” toys when and as needed. So long as he channels his destructive tendencies on his toys and nothing else in the house, it's a simple price to pay for allowing him the pleasure of fulfilling his super-villainous instincts.
